Chapter 8: Miss Keren's Crisis

  At noon, when Ladong Town was the most lively, Han Jin and Miss Gui Li stood quietly on the second floor, observing the commotion below from the window.

  The pedestrians downstairs have gathered in a circle, with more than 200 people. The old man who was sitting next to Miss Qiuli yesterday when Han Jin and Miss Qiuli were talking is now standing in the center of the street, speaking with spittle flying everywhere.

  "Is that fool worthy of being a master blacksmith?" The old man pointed at the suit of armor and shouted, his voice was very loud, Han Jin and Miss Gui Li on the second floor could hear it clearly.

  An old man stood beside a wooden frame, on which hung a suit of armor. The shape of the armor was very strange and full of abstract flavor. Where it should be flat, there were several bulges, and where it should be smooth, there were hard edges. What's more, the left and right sides of the armor were completely asymmetrical, especially the right leg armor, which was short and thin. The whole suit of armor was ugly in shape.

  The old man was very good at scolding people. First, he attacked the craftsmanship of Master Vilar, and after the onlookers accepted it, he turned to attack Vilar's character. Then, he began to question Vilar's parents' IQ, and finally dragged in the entire dwarf race, speaking eloquently and incessantly.

  "Here comes, here comes......" The people on the periphery began to get up.

  Villar, still with sleep in the corners of his eyes, squeezed in from outside. He had just woken up from a hangover and heard someone outside cursing dwarves as a race, which made him angry.

  The old man saw Villar enter and pretended he didn't know anything, still scolding incessantly, only the topic had shifted to Villar's craftsmanship.

  Villar stared at the armor and suddenly jumped up: "You're talking nonsense!"

  "Am I talking nonsense?" The old man sneered, "Master Villar, there is still your seal on the back of this armor, isn't this armor forged by you?"

  "It was I who forged it!" Villar thundered: "But... but this is what the customer requested!"

  "What's the customer's request? Haha... Master Villar, don't treat everyone like a fool. Who would ask for armor to be made like this? Is this something a human can wear?" The onlookers burst into laughter at these words. The old man called out triumphantly, "I'm telling you, that customer was cheated and left Ladontown in a hurry, so he handed the armor over to me to expose your true face!"

  "Y...y..." Villar was so anxious that his face turned bright red, but he couldn't say anything, and even if he did, no one would believe him.

  The old man was even more pleased, and the topic began to extend to Vilar's parents and the entire dwarf race. The people around him burst out laughing from time to time, and Vilar's face turned redder and redder. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, let out a loud roar, rushed forward, and punched the old man's abdomen with all his might. According to Vilar's own wishes, he really wanted to smash the old man's mouth, but height was a problem, so he could only attack where he could reach.

  The old man was caught off guard and was hit right on, his body flying backwards like a kite, knocking over seven or eight onlookers, rolling to the ground motionless, with fresh blood and foam gushing out of his mouth.

  "He's going to beat him to death..." The onlookers erupted into a loud commotion, scrambling to flee in all directions.

  "Now your troubles are over." Han Jin withdrew his gaze and sat down in a big chair.

  Miss Gui Li suddenly turned around, staring straight at Han Jin, her chest heaving rapidly, her eyes cold and stern, mixed with a few parts of anger and accusation.

  "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Han Jin said calmly.

  "No, you're absolutely right!" Miss Keren exclaimed.

  "Since it's like this... shouldn't you be giving me the other half of the coin?" Han Jin revealed a smile.

  Miss Gui Li took out a silk handkerchief package, was about to throw it on the ground, but stopped again. She slowly put the silk handkerchief package on the table and said word by word: "Raphael young master, this time really thanks you too much."

  "You're too polite." Han Jin didn't bother to count how many gold coins were inside, he just took them and paused for a moment: "It seems I've become an unwelcome person now, but...I want to tell you, although I'm a noble who's living a very failed life, that doesn't mean others can insult me at will. Of course, I'm also regretful - I only wanted to slightly punish him and teach him to watch his mouth in the future, didn't expect it would end up like this."

  Miss Gui Li said nothing and just coldly waved her hand.

  Han Jin stood up with a smile and walked slowly downstairs, with Stilberg following closely behind him.

  He walked out of the back door of the store and onto another street, Han Jin let out a sigh, his mood slightly low, actually what he said just now was true, unfortunately, the other party did not believe his explanation.

  Although an unexpected event occurred, it was not a bad thing for Miss Gui Li. She had one more way to firmly control Villar and even force him to sign a slave contract. She was the victim, if she refused to compensate, Villar would definitely suffer severe punishment, signing the contract became Villar's last resort. However, Han Jin knew better, no matter what Miss Gui Li chose, it was just a final struggle.

  Found that the sunlight was blocked by someone, Han Jin turned his head and behind him, apart from Stilberg, there was also the tall and majestic Mo Xinkuo. Han Jin asked in surprise: "Mo Xinkuo, your task has been completed, why are you still following us?"

  "The employment relationship has been lifted, what am I still staying there for?" Mo Xinkai smiled foolishly.

  "Oh..." Han Jin wanted to ask something, but suddenly heard someone behind him call out "Finally found you two!" and then his shoulder was grabbed firmly.

  Han Jin turned sideways, he recognized the other person, Stilberg had quietly pointed him out to him yesterday, and the one who grabbed his shoulder was his former butler, Babato.

  "Don't you have any conscience?" Babatto shouted hoarsely: "Considering the old master's face, I've always treated you as my own children. Which time did you ask me for something and I didn't satisfy you? How dare you sneak into my house to steal things?! You two little beasts! Take it off immediately, take it off...!" Babatto shouted while pulling down Han Jin's clothes.

  Han Jin furrowed his brow and pushed out with one hand, pushing Babato away.

  Babato took a few steps back, his lips trembling with rage: "Fine, dare to raise your hand, I'll..."

  Suddenly, Babato was stunned, the woman next to him who had just wanted to scold him was stunned, and several security team members behind him were also stunned. Han Jin's palm suddenly produced a handful of gold coins, which he casually tossed out, creating a flash of golden light in mid-air. Then, Han Jin stretched out his hand again, and as if by magic, the falling gold coins all flew back into his palm, the movement looking extremely elegant.

  "Next." Han Jin smiled and his thumb flicked up, a gold coin tracing a bright trajectory flying straight towards Babato.

  Perhaps because this scene was too familiar, a brilliant smile burst forth on Baba Tuo's face as he sprang forward with an agility unbefitting of his age, steadily catching the coin and loudly saying: "Thank you, Young Master..."

  "Hehe..." Han Jin smiled and ignored Barbato, turning to Stillberg and Mo Xinko: "Let's go, I'll treat you guys to a big meal."

  Babato was indeed old, and it wasn't until after he caught the gold coin that he came to his senses. He couldn't decide whether to turn his face or not, as the servant-like behavior earlier was something he had done of his own accord, without anyone forcing him. In the end, he simply stood there, speechless.

  "Get out of the way!" Mo Xinkuo stretched out his hand and pushed aside a public security officer who was trying to block his path. Several officers changed color, but when they saw the badge on Mo Xinkuo's chest, they lowered their heads in unison.

  Actually, most of the time it's the same everywhere, either you have power, or you have money, or you possess a fearful force, and the weak can hardly get respect from others.

  In a small inn on the east side of Radon Town, Han and his three companions sat around a square table. Mo Xinkai put down the menu and asked, "Young Master Raphael, what would you like to eat?"

  "Don't use honorifics from now on, it feels too awkward." Han Jin smiled and said: "Just call me Raphael directly."

  Mo Xinkuo thought for a moment and nodded: "Alright."

  "You order yours, and I...” Han Jin hesitated for a moment: “Give me two plates of salted yam fries.” In fact, in Han Jin's mind, he didn't want to eat here, it was too wasteful. Why not buy some yams at the market and roast them himself? However, Mo Xinkou's attitude was somewhat ambiguous. Although he was stingy with money, before figuring out Mo Xinkou's intentions, he shouldn't be frugal where he shouldn't be. Relying on his intuition, he believed that Mo Xinkou was kind-hearted.

  "What's good about that thing?" Mo Xinkai curled his lip in disdain.

  "I like it light." Han Jin smiled and said.

  In a moment, all the dishes they wanted were brought up. Mo Xinke wanted grass-fed lamb and roasted dragon heart, as well as a bottle of wine. The name "roasted dragon heart" sounded intimidating, but it was just a small herbivorous animal similar to a lizard, with no attacking power. As for Stillberg, he didn't want anything. For over a decade, he had been steadfastly pondering Raphael's thoughts, sensing Raphael's emotional changes, and making it his life's work. Although the real Raphael had long since disappeared, incredibly, Stillberg still sensed some information from certain channels, just like now, when he clearly knew that Han Jin was very distressed about this money, despite Han Jin's warm and generous smile.

  "Mo Xinke, you just said that you have already terminated your contract with Miss Qiuli?" Han Jin asked.

  "Hmm." Mo Xinke nodded: "She hired me just to deal with that Vilar, but you've already taken care of him. What's the point of her keeping me around?"

  "That's too fast, I've just finished here and you're driving me away immediately?" Han Jin sighed.

  "Hehe... after arriving at Lado Town, I didn't do anything, anyway the money was received, let me go and that's it."

  "What do you want to do next?" Han Jin asked with a smile.

  "What do you want to do?"

  "Me? I haven't thought about it yet."

  "I don't have any plans either." Mo Xinkou spat out a piece of broken bone and smiled foolishly: "Teacher said that my brain isn't very useful, he advised me to make friends with smart people so I can learn something."

  "Hmm?" Han Jin secretly smiled to himself, Mo Xinkuo was not as foolish as he appeared on the surface. On the contrary, he was very clever, for example, yesterday when he cooperated with him to scare Vilar, and just now when he gave those few security team members a bit of trouble to vent his anger.

  "Raphael, you are a very clever person." Mosuke said suddenly.

  "Why say that?" Han Jin smiled and said.

  "Yesterday you said you could use your brain to solve that Villar, I thought you were a big talker, who would have thought you really did it, but your method was a bit sinister, haha..."

  "I don't think I was wrong." Han Jin said seriously, he understood that Mo Xinkai's words were meant to test his character: "Miss Qiuli helped him and believed in him, what did he do? A despicable traitor, does he have the right to ask others?"

  "Hmm... That makes sense too." Mo Xinke thought for a moment and nodded, "Right, when I went downstairs to chase you guys, I heard Miss Kairi mentioning your name, Raphael. I think Miss Kairi has taken a liking to you."

  "Really?" Stillberg exclaimed with joy, knowing the young master's concerns and hearing this news, he was truly happy for Han Jin.

  "What's on your mind!" Han Jin glared at Stilberg: "Like? Ah... She's actually resenting me."

  "Master, why?"

  "Because her man was hit by Villaral, she thinks it's all a trap I set up on purpose."

  "Are you doing this on purpose?" Mo Xinko asked.

  "Yes." Han Jin said in a low voice, within the short period of time, Mo Xinkai had already probed him several times. Regardless of what conclusion the other party drew, he had already seen through Mo Xinkai's 'dullness': "I was wrong to overestimate Vilar too much, I thought that after injuring someone in Holy Crown City, he would definitely remember the lesson and run to this place. Who would have thought... his temper is so big, coming straight at me with a deadly blow."

  Mo Xinke fell silent for a moment: "Raphael, you said... what kind of person is Miss Qiuli?"

  "Extremely intelligent, just lacking in experience, probably because she hasn't had much practice before." Han Jin thought for a moment: "When I let her people go and scold the street, she didn't object. This means that she didn't see the danger, but as soon as things happened, she immediately reacted to everything being my deliberate arrangement. I think this is enough to prove her intelligence."

  Mo Xinkuo rubbed his head, seeming to understand Han Jin's meaning, yet also seeming not to have heard too clearly.

  "Give her a few more years and she'll become an extremely formidable person." Han Jin pointed to his own head: "Of course, if she can live safely for a few more years."

  "Raphael, what do you mean?"

  "A dwarf who has committed a crime, without the support of a mountain, dares to betray Miss Ke Li?" Han Jin said in a low voice: "In my opinion, there are only two possibilities, one is being tempted by someone, and the other is being threatened by someone. I know this, and Miss Ke Li also knows it, but what did she do? First, she let you go kill Vilar, and then she let me deal with Vilar... Hehe... Mo Xinko, don't you understand yet?"

  Mo Xinkai shook his head and stared at Han Jin with unblinking eyes. This time, he didn't pretend to be stupid; he really didn't understand.

  "In the struggle with that person or those people, Miss Ke Li was at a complete disadvantage, so she could only and dared to point her spearhead at Villar, without even thinking of using persuasion or persuasion. methods, directly chose extreme means, because she was very clear that under the control of those people, the possibility of Villar turning back was very small."

  "But... that only means Miss Lili is in a predicament, it doesn't mean her life is in danger, does it?" Mo Xinko said: "Maybe those people are trying to force Miss Lili to agree to some conditions."

  "Not bad, huh? You're quite thoughtful." Han Jin said with a hint of a smile: "Your teacher misjudged you, it seems."

  "Hmm..." Mo Xinke looked a bit embarrassed and scratched his head, then changed the subject: "Raphael, you continue."

  "Miss Kui's safety is determined by her character." Han Jin said slowly: "To be honest, I went to find Miss Kui on the one hand to make some money, and on the other hand to use my actions to recommend myself. Since I can solve Villar for her, I will naturally also solve other troubles for her. Although her opponents are very fierce, at least I will bring her a little hope. It's always worth trying, right?"

  Mo Xinke listened very seriously, while Stilberg had already been stunned into idiocy.

  "It was my own cleverness that led to my mistake, and my error wasn't just misjudging Vilar, but also misjudging Miss Keli. After the incident, she didn't hide her disgust towards me at all, yet she still returned the other half of the gold coins to me, haha... If she had tried to get revenge by withholding payment, I would have been completely helpless. Moreover, she originally wanted to throw the gold coins on the ground to show her contempt and anger, but in the end, she placed them on the table instead." Han Jin paused for a moment before continuing: "These actions let me know that Miss Keli is someone who loves and hates clearly, with strong principles. She won't oppress or humiliate traders just because of hatred in her heart, nor will she hide her hatred towards opponents just because they are traders. A person with clear loves and hates, and strong principles, usually has a very resolute character. To put it this way, if faced with irresistible pressure or oppression, they would rather be a jade stone that shatters into powder than a brick that survives by compromising! Do you understand?"

  "I understand." Mo Xinke nodded and said: "In this increasingly chaotic mainland, such people are becoming fewer and fewer."

  "Actually, all of this is just speculation." Han Jin put the last piece of sweet potato into his mouth: "Things may not necessarily develop as I said, and unexpected events can happen at any time."

  "What do you mean... Are you talking nonsense?"

  "You can take that as nonsense." Han Jin smiled, his gaze suddenly falling on the menu, a plate of salted yam was only twelve copper coins, carefully calculated, this inn only charged a little extra.

  Han Jin beckoned with his hand and a waiter came over. Heaven knows whether the service staff in this small inn could be considered waiters or not. He accompanied a smile, saying: "Young master, do you need anything else?"

  "Bring fifty plates of salted water yam."

  "How much?" Stillberg was the only one who kept a straight face, while Mo Xing and the waiter asked in unison, both thinking they had misheard.

  "Are there any problems with the fifty discs of salted water and cassava?"

  The servant stood still for a while, neither saying there was a problem nor saying there wasn't one, and then directly ran towards the back hall.

  "What do you want so much salted cassava for?" asked Mo Xinkou.

  "Eat." Han Jin replied very briefly.

  It wasn't long before plate after plate of salted sweet potatoes were brought up, and Han Jin didn't stand on ceremony, devouring them with gusto. His body had already laid down a solid foundation, so he didn't need to chew slowly to absorb the energy, and naturally demanded speed.

  When Mo Xinkuo was eating the first few plates, he still had an attitude of watching the excitement. However, when Han Jin swept away more than 20 plates of salted water and cassava in one breath like a whirlwind sweeping away clouds, Mo Xinkuo's eyes grew wider and wider. He couldn't help but bend down to observe the movement under the table, thinking that Han Jin had used some method to hide or throw away the cassava. But Han Jin was at a critical moment of accumulating primitive energy, and he couldn't bear to throw away even the cassava dregs, let alone whole pieces of cassava. The top and bottom of the table were spotless.

  In the blink of an eye, Han Jin had already eaten over 40 dishes. The waiters were numb, and Mo Xun Ke put down his wine cup, asking with a chuckle: "I... I say, Raphael, you're not a giant dragon, are you? How can you eat so much?"

  "Is there such a huge dragon like me?"

  "It's not necessarily so, high-ranking dragons can indeed release transformation magic!"

  "Have you ever heard of a giant dragon that likes to eat salted sweet potatoes?" Han Jin was busy but still managed to flash a smile: "Leave the delicious roasted meat alone and eat sweet potatoes instead?"

  "That makes some sense." Mo Xinke thought for a moment: "But what if you're a very poor giant dragon?"

  "I'm telling you... even if I'm poor, what does a giant dragon symbolize? Instead of wasting time here with you, why don't I just fly to Sacred Crown City and find Lord Disemark?"

  "But humans can't possibly eat that much! If... if you're a bit of a loner... I mean, really weird, and just happen to like eating salted tapioca?"

  "Mo Xinkē, to be honest, didn't your teacher ever severely stimulate you before?" Han Jin asked, he had figured it out, one couldn't underestimate Mo Xinkē's intelligence, but also shouldn't overestimate him, he liked to bicker with others not because he sensed the problem, but purely because of habit!

  "What does it mean?"

  "It doesn't matter." Han Jin shook his head helplessly: "Alright, I admit I'm a giant dragon, are you satisfied now?"

  "Who believes that?!" Mo Xun sneered: "If you were a giant dragon, would you let Miss Qiuli off, I'm telling you, giant dragons are extremely ruthless!"

  Although Han Jin has always used the five virtues, four beauties and three loves to 'strictly demand' himself, he almost chopped the plate in his hand into Mo Xunke's face. What kind of person is this?! When analyzing Miss Gui Li, he was there constantly lifting the rod. Okay, serious matters should be taken seriously, no need to blame him. Earlier, when denying being a giant dragon, Mo Xunke was lifting the rod, and finally admitted it. Mo Xunke started reversing the rod again, making people completely speechless! If you only look at Mo Xunke's appearance or have short contact time, anyone would be unable to see that Mo Xunke is actually this kind of person!