Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 761 - Crappy Rules_1

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Chapter 761: Chapter 761: Crappy Rules_1

Chapter 761 -761: Crappy Rules_1

“I…”

Harvey Martin’s face was full of guilt.

He, usually so carefree, was like a child who had made a mistake.

At a loss for what to do.

He had been holding it so steadily.

But…

How did the bracelet fall?

Garrick Reed was even more incensed, shaking with fury!

This bracelet had cost her a large sum of money to acquire!

Just by wearing it for a month, it could send Harvey Martin to the hospital!

But it had been less than half a day, and it had already broken?

Millions!

That kind of item, ordinary people wouldn’t dare to sell!

“Huff!”

She took a deep breath and glared at Harvey Martin with a face full of resentment.

She had barely exerted any force, so why did the bracelet fall off?

It seemed a little too strange.

What they didn’t know was that the bracelet had been knocked off.

Julius Reed, while they were being modest with each other, had picked a grass seed from the weeds beside him and flicked it!

It hit the bracelet.

No matter how you put it, he had after all made Harvey Martin’s acquaintance.

In the three years he had lost his memory, he had been in constant company with Quella Radcliffe.

It allowed him to slowly regain some normal human emotions.

The blood in his bones, cold to the extreme, was also gradually warming.

“You…

you’re really making me furious!” Garrick Reed glared at Harvey Martin through gritted teeth.

“Sorry!

I really didn’t know…

my apologies, Garrick…”

Like a child who had done something wrong, Harvey Martin kept apologizing.

“The boat is here!”

Just then, someone shouted excitedly.

The entire ferry port boiled over!

“The people from Medicine King Valley are here!”

They all stood up from their chairs, excitedly watching the boat that was slowly making its way across the river.

An afternoon of waiting, of anticipation.

Finally paid off!

“Garrick, stop arguing.”

Alaric Moore looked toward the river, his eyes too flashing with a ripple.

That was the Medicine King Valley!

His purpose for this trip was to seek medicine!

But his eyes suddenly swept over Julius Reed, a smile forming at the corner of his mouth.

After about five minutes.

The boat from Medicine King Valley finally lazily arrived at the ferry port.

At the bow.

A disciple of the Medicine King Valley, wearing a long robe and appearing as though he had just woken up, came down lazily.

Yawning.

“Greetings to the Divine Doctor!”

The wealthy merchants at the ferry port neatly knelt on the ground.

Even Alaric Moore hurried over and knelt down with them.

At the ferry port, only Julius Reed and the other two stood.

“What’s the matter with you?”

The disciple from the Medicine King Valley spotted the three standing out immediately.

Too conspicuous!

While everyone else was kneeling, they three showed no reaction at all.

“Does the Medicine King Valley have this rule?”

Julius Reed turned around and looked at Karen.

“There wasn’t one when I left, but the wealthy merchants kneel as an unwritten rule to express their respect,” Karen explained quietly.

“Unwritten rules, what a load of crap!” Julius Reed snorted lightly and raised his head, looking at the disciple from the Medicine King Valley: “Is there a problem?”

“Wow!

Where did you come from?” The disciple from the Medicine King Valley frowned and walked over to ask: “Are you blind, can’t you see everyone else kneeling?”

“Why should we kneel?”

Julius Reed looked directly into the eyes of the Medicine King Valley disciple: “Is there a rule?

If there is, spell it out.

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I’d like to see just how arrogant your Medicine King Valley is!”

“You…”

The disciple from the Medicine King Valley pointed at Julius Reed, too angry to speak.

Obviously, there was no such rule.

But it was an unwritten rule!

For so many years, it didn’t matter if you were the wealthiest man, when you came to Medicine King Valley, you had to kneel.

That was called respect.

They were just low-ranking outer disciples, otherwise who would bother with such a thankless job?

Although they could collect a hefty sum each time, compared to those who stayed within the valley,

it was merely a drop in the bucket!

Not even enough to be considered pocket change!

Being revered by everyone each day was their greatest sense of achievement.

There was no choice.

Within Medicine King Valley, they were of low status.

Of course, they had to recoup their losses from these wealthy merchants.

“Speak up!

Without that, what right do you have to make us kneel?”

Julius Reed’s eyes were like knives, startling the Disciple of Medicine King Valley.

“Alright!

I’ll remember this!”

The Disciple of Medicine King Valley said viciously before turning around and leaving.

Want to cross over?

Even though he was just a messenger, the man on the spot is the man in command!

Just you wait!

“Rise!”

He shouted, clearly not pleased.

“Thank you, Divine Doctor!”

At the ferry crossing.

The merchants, worth billions, were bowing and scraping to the messenger like grandsons.

“The usual rules!

The old, weak, sick, and disabled first!

The young and strong can wait at the back!”

The Disciple of Medicine King Valley finished speaking, boarded the boat, and pulled over a rope.

The other end of the rope was on the opposite bank of the river.

Though it was several hundred meters long, it was very sturdy.

It was used several times a year.

Afterward, he took a pile of lifebuoys from the boat.

The lifebuoys varied in size and quality.

Some of them even had simple propulsion devices attached.

“Thank you, Divine Doctor, may the Divine Doctor live forever!”

An elderly man, followed by his bodyguards, approached the Disciple of Medicine King Valley and took out a red envelope.

“Hargrove Willson.”

After the elderly man spoke, the Disciple of Medicine King Valley opened the red envelope in front of him and took out a laptop.

He began to check.

Upon seeing the amount on the card, he smiled contentedly.

“Please proceed!

The Medicine God is waiting for you inside!”

“Thank you!”

The elderly man bowed deeply, took the lifebuoy that was handed to him by the Disciple of Medicine King Valley, and took off his clothes,

revealing an underneath swimsuit and swimming trunks.

He came prepared.

Clutching the lifebuoy, he followed the rope down into the river.

The simple propulsion device on the lifebuoy stirred up splashes of water, indeed moving faster than swimming by oneself or pulling oneself along with the rope.

Those bodyguards put the old man’s clothes into watertight bags and jumped into the river one by one,

following behind the elderly man.

“Beatrice Leocadia.”

A middle-aged man also approached and handed over a red envelope.

However, after checking, the smile on the face of the Disciple of Medicine King Valley clearly diminished.

“Go on!”

Without even uttering common courtesy, he directly threw a regular lifebuoy over.

Many had envy in their eyes.

This made Julius Reed somewhat perplexed.

Are there worse things than ordinary lifebuoys?

Very soon.

His thought was confirmed.

Apparently dissatisfied with the red envelope, a Disciple of Valley of the Medicine God threw over a broken lifebuoy.

It looked decades old.

Barely usable, but definitely requiring a lot of effort.

“What…

what are the prices for these?”

Julius Reed asked out loud.

“Ten years ago, that lifebuoy for the old man was eighty million!

An ordinary one, thirty million!

See that broken one?

Still, it costs five million!”

Karen chuckled, revealing a merchant’s sly smile, “Ten years have gone by, prices have surely gone up.”

While they were chatting, people had steadily gone into the water one after another.

Figures dotted the river’s surface, like boiling dumplings.

Eventually, Alaric Moore led Garrick Reed and Harvey Martin forward.

Only these two groups and Julius Reed remained at the crossing.

Alaric Moore handed over a red envelope, seemingly saying something.

The Disciple’s eyes lit up, giving Julius Reed and his two companions a glance, the corners of his mouth curling into a smile.

After throwing three ordinary lifebuoys, the Disciple of Medicine King Valley stood up, slapped his buttocks, and said, “We’re out of lifebuoys now, come back next year!”

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