Blackjack just felt like the sky was spinning, and before he could understand what had happened. He was kicked out of the shop and fell heavily in front of the stairs while rolling down like a log, eventually landing on solid ground.
“Eldest brother!” Forsa and Lafitte came running from a distance and crouched beside Blackjack, showing their attentiveness and concern.
Blackjack pushed them away and stood up with shaky legs.
“Master Promi!” Forsa suddenly pointed to the man at the door and exclaimed aloud.
When Blackjack suddenly looked up. Promi had already walked to the front door near the stairs as David and Angel followed behind. Angel, whom he hated, leaned against the doorway railing and looked at him coldly.
“Master Promi, I didn’t come to trouble you.” In front of Promi, Blackjack put aside his unruly att.i.tude and said: “I just have a feud with him!” Blackjack pointed to Angel with an expression of rage on his face.
“I don’t care who you have a feud with! Not only did you try starting a fight in my shop, but you also did it in front of me. I know you’re addicted to bullying rookies in Sky Tower. But I bet you don’t even know how to spell out the words “dead,” do you?!” Promi didn’t bother listening to Blackjack’s explanation. Putting aside Angel’s ident.i.ty, Blackjack daring to despise him gave him a reason to hit him!
Promi looked at the card which was cut in half on one side and said: “Since you like hanging upside down so much, you will hang for me!”
No one knows from where Promi pulled out a strong rope, but he bound Blackjack all over and hung him upside down in front of the gate.
Promi’s realm is far higher than Blackjack… So he couldn’t resist from beginning to end. He not only hung him upside down, but there was also a rag stuffed into his mouth. Now, his eyes are bloodshot as he swayed helplessly from the wind.
“Are you two with Blackjack?” As Promi finished tying up Blackjack and clapped the dust from his hands. He looked at the two men on the other side and asked.
Forsa and Lafitte have been standing on the sidelines without moving this whole time. At this moment, when they were called, Forsa trembled and said: “Blackjack is our eldest brother… but we are friends with Angel! We are friends!”
As soon as Forsa finished this first sentence, Promi was getting ready to start tying them up as well. But when he heard Forsa anxiously speak the other half of the sentence, he looked back at Angel.
Angel looked at Forsa and Lafitte.
Forsa and Lafitte returned his gaze with pathetic eyes.
When the two were anxious about his response, Angel leisurely said: “They both entered the Savage Grottoes together with me.”
He didn’t call them friends, but he didn’t say they were his enemies.
Promi has lived for decades and is a man who has been through the journey of life. So he naturally understood what Angel meant.
Letting Forsa and Lafitte go, Promi returned to his alchemy shop and exchanged smiles and greetings with Angel.
Seeing Promi’s courteous att.i.tude towards Angel, Forsa and Lafitte breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they were able to elicit his small favour. But how does Angel know Promi? Why is Promi’s att.i.tude towards him so ardent?
Angel and Promi exchanged greetings for a moment when David walked up to Forsa and pointed to Blackjack and asked.
“What’s the matter with this guy? Just before, he was fine. Why did he suddenly run over saying he had a feud with Angel and started shouting he wants to kill him? Did you two speak ill of Angel behind his back?”
Forsa quickly shook his head and the fat on his cheeks jiggled like jelly: “I don’t know! Just now he asked us if we knew where Angel’s clothes were made and after…. Lafitte mentioned Angel was dressed like his mentor, Lord Sanders. When he heard this, his face changed and started running back to the shop. We couldn’t stop him!”
When Forsa explained what happened, Angel had some insight in his heart at that moment. But Promi understood it sooner than he had.
“This must be true.” Promi sneered.
“Master Promi, do you know why he did this?” Forsa has his face down in front of Promi. Lafitte doesn’t forget to follow suit.
“He was very famous in the early years as an apprentice and those who know him have either been promoted or died… Now the Underground Market has many new faces, so his story has faded away.” Promi ignored the two men, but instead said to Angel:
“Blackjack’s talent is actually very good, and Lord Tree Spirit gave him a few words of praise at the beginning. However, when a.s.signing teachers, this guy clamoured to worship Lord Sanders as his teacher. He even went as far as to say that if another Lord gave him their Flier Invitation Card, he still wouldn’t go.”
Hanging upside-down, Blackjack’s cheeks red. No one knows whether it was because he was angry or blood was rushing to his head from hanging upside-down. He tried to glare at Promi to shut him up, but Promi paid no attention.
Blackjack looked at his two little brothers. But at this time, his two little brothers were looking down at Promi legs, eager to embrace this new thigh. How could they spare time to pay attention to Blackjack?
“He has stayed at his current realm because no one has guided him over the years. If he was willing to accept another Wizard Lord’s Flier Invitation Card, why wouldn’t he easily be promoted? But he hasn’t done so and keeps rejecting their invitations all the time. Like a madman, he wants to worship Lord Sanders as his teacher, even to the point of imitating the way he dresses.” Promi explained.
“Why is he so persistent? Is his talent in the illusion system?” David doubtfully asked.
Promi shook his head and said: “Of course not, his talent has nothing to do with the illusion system. As for why he must worship Sanders as his teacher, this…”
“As a matter of fact, I don’t know much about this either.” Promi said.
“All I know is he seems to have a little kinship with Lord Sanders. Of course, they aren’t relatives, but he is from a branch family that was separated hundreds of years ago. I have no idea where this guy got the information about Lord Sanders before entering the Savage Grottoes. But this has become his personal demon and keeps him from advancing as a wizard.” Speaking of this, Promi shook his head as he sighed.
Promi looked at Angel and said: “Now you know, you have worshipped Lord Sanders as your teacher. This is why he is upset with you.”
Angel glanced at Blackjack as he glared back and said: “I think this is just an excuse.”
Promi gave a stupefied expression and a faint light flashed across his eyes: “Excuse? What do you mean?”
Blackjack glared at Angel with his mouth squeaking as if he were swearing at him.
“I don’t believe this is the reason he has such a deep obsession. This isn’t a relationship with a lover. They are just distant relatives from hundreds of years ago. This relationship doesn’t mean much. Where did he get such a deep-seated obsession?” Angel shook his head as he said.
Blackjack’s rage spread to all over his face and he kept swinging his body while trying to use the force to hit Angel.
However, all his efforts were in vain.
“If I was so obsessed with a single person, how could I be willing to forever be a speck of dust in their eyes? If it were me, even if they stand among the clouds, I would try my best to get closer to them or even surpa.s.s them. How can he insist on a “master and apprentice” relationship in name and refuse all other Wizard Flier Invitation Cards while not improving for many years? This must be a joke. Therefore, if he isn’t a fool, then this must be an excuse.” Angel explained.
“I’ll forget it this time.” Angel said: “But the next time he dares comes up and tries to kill me again, I will kill him.”
In the beginning, he still felt a little guilty about beating Blackjack. But now that Angel has acc.u.mulated hundreds of matches of experience. How hard was it to kill Blackjack…?
Angel and David took the lead to enter the alchemy shop while Promi took out a knife and cut the rope.
Forsa and Lafitte rushed forward to help Blackjack up.
Blackjack rose in silence and spat out the rag in his mouth.
“Even an outsider can see it. I advise you to stop taking your own life as a joke. It’s better to stop being so proud. The wise Lord won’t be waiting for you to turn back.” After releasing him, Promi said coldly: “For Angel’s sake, I’ll let you go this time. Next time you dare to go wild in my turf, you definitely won’t be let off!”
Blackjack silently wipes the filth from his mouth, and his eyes were as dark as the deep sea under the night fog.
When Promi left, Forsa came up to his side and shyly said: “Eldest brother, shall we head to Deep Twilight Well?” Maybe there is already a new auction there?”
Blackjack stared at the three people in the shop, especially at Angel. His fist was clenched tightly until the veins popped out.
After a long time, he turned around and said: “Let’s go back first, we’ll come by next week and buy the knife.”
……
The lights in the shop were dim and yellow, and on a unique log table, Promi smiled and brought out a long-cherished fragrant red wine from his collection.
“This is red wine from the long beaches of Fragrant Sh.o.r.e. It is the best red wine from Fragrant Sh.o.r.e there is. It is said that when picking the raw berries, they choose the curviest young women to press their fragrant lips and breathe into each berry. While crushing the berries into juices, they use the jade feet of the purest and most beautiful virgins bathed in morning dew. The production process and materials used are very exquisite, and the taste comes out as a mellow and wonderful experience. But moonlight gra.s.s powder is also added during production to increase energy and blood circulation, which is very beneficial to the body.” Promi said.
When Angel looked at the bottle of red wine, he suddenly remembered something from his past that happened many years ago. Pat Manor also used to produce red wine before, and it was very popular among Watford’s aristocracy. Their slogan was: The most fragrant wine crushed by the purest young virgins. The most mellow wine crushed by the most beautiful young women.
If the upper cla.s.s of Watford learned that the people who crushed their wine are ugly and boorish people, with each one of them having smelly feet. He wondered if they will spit out all their dirty secrets knowing the truth?
“I really appreciate the sentiment, but forget about the wine.” Angel’s refusal had embarra.s.sed Promi for a moment before he said: “My mentor once told me not to drink until I was over 18 years old, drinking too early is not good for the brain.”
The mentor Angel was referring to is Jon, but Promi misunderstood it as Sanders. Despite some confusion, would Sanders really say such sweet words? However, Promi still put away the wine and the embarra.s.sment on his face also dissipated.
“Then let’s drink some tea! I have the finest black tea here, which comes from the handcrafted workshops in the Shadow Demon Kingdom.” Promi said.
“You don’t have to bother. I came here just to say thank you. If you hadn’t saved me during the match with Parasitic Mother, I would’ve become a corpse.” Angel talked about the match against Parasitic Mother at this time, which was truly dangerous for him, as he heard Promi sigh repeatedly.
“Unexpectedly, Parasitic Mother still had such a spell which directly erodes the soul. This is almost impossible to prevent, ah!” Promi laments.
David nodded along and said: “If we had announced how ugly Parasitic Mother truly was, maybe those fanatical fans wouldn’t be so hostile to you.”
“It doesn’t matter anyway. Few people know my true ident.i.ty except for friends.” Angel said quite optimistically.
“By the way, if I have no accidents tomorrow, it will be my last day of fighting. After these matches, I should have time to discuss the alchemy weapon with the master you mentioned.” Angel said to Promi: “I wonder if Master Promi can describe the weapon needed and specifications required?”