The Lord of Ashford city
"F*ck!"
Leon nearly blurted out the thought.
His eyes brightened.
His future suddenly looked incredibly promising.
He was extremely excited.
Yet on the surface...
Leon remained perfectly calm.
He had cultivated long enough to understand the importance of maintaining composure.
Especially in front of outsiders.
He could not let Cavir see what was happening inside his mind.
Otherwise, things would become embarrassing.
Leon slowly settled his expression.
He gave a calm nod.
"Yes, sure. Do as you say…"
Cavir quietly exhaled.
He had no idea that his seemingly ordinary proposal had just caused an entirely different storm inside Leon's mind.
For him, ten million taels of silver was merely a reasonable starting price.
For Leon...
It had opened the door to an entirely new way of getting rich.
Cavir heaved a sigh of relief after obtaining Leon's agreement.
The tension that had been sitting in his shoulders finally loosened.
