Chapter 135

"As expected of the former twin pillars of the kingdom, you are quite willing to name your price."

After reading the "quotation" handed to her, the middle-aged woman in brown robes smiled and said to the old man with the rose emblem on his chest:

"Count Sam, if you don't mind, could you tell me how much of a kickback the Laien family gave you to help them deliver this letter?"

"This..."

"Hehe, never mind if you don't want to say. I was just asking casually."

Looking at the old man who looked embarrassed, the brown-robed woman smiled:

"Being able to squeeze money out of the Laien family is your own ability. The doctrine of our Weighing Gold Sect does not oppose such things; in fact, it is quite encouraged.

However, without me, you wouldn't be able to earn this money. So, as the most critical link, I demand an extra share of your income. Do you agree?"

"Agree, of course I agree!"

Cursing inwardly at her greed, the old man named Sam, realizing the initiative was not in his hands, had no choice but to nod repeatedly while gritting his teeth and handing over a new quotation.

Seeing a satisfied look finally appear in the brown-robed woman's eyes, the old man, whose heart ached with the loss of money, couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief. He then bowed slightly and said respectfully:

"Lord Bishop, the people from the Laien family are in the outer room. If it is convenient for you now..."

"Convenient, of course it's convenient!"

After answering in the old man's tone, the brown-robed woman, who looked to be in her forties, laughed loudly:

"Just helping to find someone and getting such a generous income, how could it not be convenient? Let's go, take me to see the guests from the Laien family."

"Very well, please follow me."

Leading the brown-robed woman through the long corridor of the manor and arriving at a rather hidden reception room, the old man of the Rose family took the initiative to introduce both sides to the people who had hurriedly stood up to greet them:

"Lord Bishop, these are the only remaining elders of the Laien family, the new head of the Laien family, and the old Duke's most trusted personal butler.

Everyone, the person beside me is a Bishop of the Wealth-Attracting lineage of the Weighing Gold Sect. You can address her as..."

"No need for names. Everyone can just call me 'Brown'."

Interrupting the old man's introduction, the middle-aged woman in brown robes stepped forward quickly, shook hands with everyone, and then said with a beaming smile:

"I heard from Count Sam that you contacted our Weighing Gold Sect because the Laien family's designated successor has gone missing and you want me to find his whereabouts, is that correct?"

"Yes, yes!"

Hearing the brown-robed woman's inquiry, the youngest of the three, the new head of the family, immediately nodded his golden hair and said with slight excitement:

"Brown... Lord Bishop! To tell you the truth, we really have no other way now.

There are only two days left until the succession ceremony, and the invitations for the guests have already been sent out, but the successor designated by the old Duke ran away from the hospital this morning!

To be honest with you, if you can help us find him within two days, we are willing to add 50% to the gift list we gave you!"?!!!

Are you crazy? Who reveals their bottom line the moment they meet?

Hearing the young man's words, the other two from the Laien family were shocked, then looked at him with both surprise and anger, their eyes full of resentment and blame.

The young man seemed to have realized it too, suddenly reaching out to cover his mouth, then shaking his head desperately while looking panicked:

"I... this is not what I wanted to say! I didn't!"

"Hehe, please don't blame him, the Head of the Family didn't mean to say these things. It's just that I personally don't like mutual deception, so I used some small tricks just now, hoping to make everyone communicate as honestly as possible."

After briefly explaining what she had done, the brown-robed woman smiled indifferently at the three people who were filled with deep wariness, and then proposed:

"As for adding an extra 50%, forget it. The gift list you submitted earlier is already generous enough.

Our Weighing Gold Sect loves money very much, but we are not that greedy. It is enough to take the money we deserve."

Looking at the few people who were visibly relieved to hear that no extra money was needed, the brown-robed woman curled her lips slightly and added:

"However... although I am very confident in finding that new Duke, our way of finding people is slightly special. I wonder if you can accept it?"

Slightly special?

Hearing the brown-robed woman's words, the three from the Laien family exchanged glances, and finally, the oldest elder asked:

"Lord Brown, may I ask what you mean by special..."

"It requires joining our Weighing Gold Sect, but not you, rather that new Duke of the Laien family."

The brown-robed woman grinned, revealing a rather strange smile like a big brown cat that had seen a fat mouse at its door.

"I worship the Cat Spirit, one of the three Holy Spirits. Anyone who has used money, even if they are only slightly related to money, cannot escape its perception and summoning.

So it is very simple to find the location of that new Duke. If the Cat Spirit is willing, it can even invite him directly to you. Even if he has run out of the capital, it will not delay the succession ceremony in two days.

However, as a price, after that new Duke is locked onto by the power of the Cat Spirit, he will be influenced by the Cat Spirit and will carry the scent of our Weighing Gold Sect, making it almost impossible for him to have any connection with other sects again.

I wonder if you are willing to accept this price?"

He will be forced to join the Weighing Gold Sect? And can never join other sects again?

After hearing the brown-robed woman's words, the three from the Laien family exchanged glances again.

Let him join, it doesn't matter. He's just a puppet Duke anyway. As long as he can appear at the succession ceremony in two days to stabilize the situation of the Laien family, never mind joining some Weighing Gold Sect, even if he's missing arms and legs, it's fine!

However... what if the people from the Weighing Gold Sect have ulterior motives?

The family is so anxious to hold the succession ceremony in the hope of preserving some of the Laien family's assets. Even if they can't be preserved, they can use the Lionheart Duke's brand to get more benefits for their own branch of relatives.

And if the new Duke is allowed to join the Weighing Gold Sect, then there will be one more person who can play this title card. What if the people from the Weighing Gold Sect secretly intervene and fight for the Laien family's assets?

"Lord Bishop, please lock onto his location first."

After a round of intense eye contact, the people from the Laien family finally reached a consensus, and the old Duke's butler bowed slightly:

"If the new Duke has not gone far and is just hiding temporarily, we can find him ourselves. If he has already left the capital, then we will trouble you to bring him back."

"Very well, then please give me something he has used."

Not caring about the small calculations of the three Laien members, the brown-robed woman took two bandages still stained with ointment from the old butler, lowered her head to sniff them, her dark brown lips trembling slightly, and then silently chanted two sentences.

Immediately after, a lazy cat's meow sounded abruptly in the reception room. The pupils in the brown-robed woman's eyes closed rapidly, then were sliced open horizontally as if they had been stabbed by a knife, and the eyeballs followed by expanding rapidly, turning into a pair of eerie cat eyes.

"I see it."

After blinking her eyes with some discomfort, looking at the "traces" on the bandage gradually spreading into the distance, the brown-robed woman, whose eyeballs had expanded more than three times and whose appearance had become much more terrifying, smiled:

"The traces are very heavy. It seems that the Duke has not run far. Let me see the situation around him first... Hmm... He is carrying something, climbed over a wall, jumped into a large patch of red roses, and not far away is a rose-red six-story small building..."

Wait! Why does this building look a bit familiar?