Bringing the Farm to Live in Another World

Chapter 328: Such Great Power

Fernand did not expect that Yilin would dare to disregard his face so much; his face turned ashen as he said, “Yilin, you servant, have you eaten bear hearts and leopard gall? How dare you speak to me like this? Do you want to die? Today I will tear down your hotel!”

A cold glint flashed in Yilin's eyes as he replied in a deep voice, “Our Shelley Family has hotels spread across the continent, and until now, no one has dared to say they would tear down our family’s establishment. If the eldest young master truly intends to demolish it, then I, Yilin, will not stop you, but I wonder if the marquess would be willing to provide an explanation to our Shelley Family when the time comes.”

Fernand suddenly calmed down; although he was a spoiled rich kid, he was not foolish to the point of idiocy. His father had long told him that there were a few establishments in their territory that could not be touched, and the Shelley Hotel was one of them.

He had acted out of anger just now and hadn’t thought it through, but hearing Yilin's words now brought him back to reality. He realized Yilin was speaking the truth; the Shelley Hotel was nearly everywhere on the continent. Such a large enterprise made their family's influence no small matter. To challenge such a family, not to mention their small Iksa Family, even the royal family of the Aksu Empire would have to think twice.

Thinking of this, Fernand could not help but suppress his anger and said in a deep voice, “If you want me to not cause trouble, fine, call Wells out. We’ll settle our matters ourselves.”

However, Yilin shook his head and replied, “Eldest young master, please forgive me. According to our hotel’s rules, we cannot disturb a guest's rest unless they call for us.”

The anger that Fernand had just managed to suppress finally erupted again. He shouted, “Good, Yilin! I’m letting you off the hook because of the Shelley Family’s face, but now you’re pushing your luck. Come on, charge in!”

Just as the cavalry prepared to rush in, ten stone giants suddenly appeared outside the hotel, forming a wall in front of the entrance. Then Zhao Hai's voice came from behind them, “Eldest young master Fernand, if you wish to see me, I can come out. There’s no need to make such a fuss.”

As he spoke, Zhao Hai stepped out of the hotel. He first bowed to Yilin and smiled, “Thank you, Mr. Yilin, for your support. Zhao Hai will never forget this.”

Yilin smiled slightly and replied calmly, “As long as you stay in our establishment, you are our guest, and we must ensure your safety.”

Zhao Hai smiled faintly, not saying more, but he remembered this favor in his heart. At this moment, he turned to the pale-faced Fernand and said, “Eldest young master, our matters don’t seem to be serious enough for such an escalation, do they? You hit my servant, and I hit yours; that should be even. I wonder why the eldest young master is making such a fuss?”

Fernand sneered coldly, “What? Now you want to back down? It’s too late. Don’t you even ask whose territory this is? You dare to speak to me like this while standing on my land; it’s simply looking for death!”

Zhao Hai looked at Fernand and smiled slightly, “Do you think I’m afraid of you? To be honest, I’m giving the marquess face and don’t want to make a big deal out of this. If this escalates too much, no one will be able to settle the aftermath. I hope the eldest young master thinks carefully.”

Fernand sneered, “Now you want to talk sense? It's too late. Come on, capture him!”

The cavalry leveled their knight’s spears, preparing to charge.

At that moment, a voice suddenly said, “Stop! Quickly stop!”

Hearing this voice, Zhao Hai couldn’t help but smile faintly. It was Ibel; he finally arrived. If he had been a moment later, it might have really turned into a fight.

Fernand turned to look and, upon seeing Ibel, furrowed his brows. In Sartu City, if there was anyone he didn’t want to provoke, it was Ibel. Ibel was the largest businessman in the entire Iksa territory and a friend of his father's. Although he looked down on this copper-smelling merchant, he had to give Ibel some face.