They all call me Great Master-Chapter 489 - 486: When It’s Utterly Dark, Brilliance is Bound to Shine!

Anything else?

What else is there?

Brule was taken aback for a moment.

But soon, this second-ranked merchant from South Los thought of something.

The 'Spirit Medium' before him didn't want to act himself—he wanted Brule to do it!

This cautious second-ranked merchant from South Los carefully raised his head, looking at the South Los 'Spirit Medium' who was playing with an Orange Cat, feeling a chill run down his spine.

So much for being kind, gentle.

The bastard in front of him was even more ruthless than the 'Lady of the Eternal Night'!

The 'Lady of the Eternal Night' used direct, violent, and bloody methods.

And this one?

He killed without shedding blood!

And more...

He left no way out!

He intended to kill them all!

Ruthless!

Too ruthless!

The chill on the back of this South Los merchant had begun to seep into the depths of his heart, so cold that it seemed to freeze even his blood.

Meanwhile, this merchant's brain rapidly recalled the chambers of commerce that had complaints against the 'Lady of the Eternal Night'.

This South Los merchant didn't want to die, so others would have to die in his place.

"There's also Byers Chamber of Commerce, Xerac Chamber of Commerce, and Holt Chamber of Commerce... They are also actively preparing for clandestine meetings with the envoy from Inner Bay," he blurted out more than a dozen chambers of commerce in one breath.

Some were big, some small.

Some were present, some were not.

The ones not present were unaware, and those present all turned pale, their eyes filled with resentment as they looked at Brule.

This second-ranked South Los merchant felt their resentment.

This made his heart grow even colder.

The man was well aware that he had completely lost any way out. Other than seeking refuge under this man and that woman, he was now entirely isolated from all the other merchants of South Los.

With this realization, the South Los merchant clenched his teeth fiercely.

"My lord, there are also Poly Chamber of Commerce, Qiao Xu Chamber of Commerce..." he quickly reported another seven or eight chambers of commerce.

If he was already isolated, there was no reason to show mercy anymore.

If you live, I might die!

To keep myself alive, then please, all of you go die!

After all, under the watchful eyes of this man and woman, you would have to die sooner or later!

With these thoughts in mind, the South Los merchant respectfully bowed his head to Arthur.

At that moment, Arthur finally set Pendragon aside and did not immediately look at Brule, but instead turned to Edwin.

Just one glance was enough for the coachman to know what to do.

Then, without waiting for Arthur's command, Wiggins also began to move.

At times, the people of Rat Street cannot be seen in daylight.

But it is precisely because they must stay in the Shadows that they can get things done.

Especially with the cooperation of those who must stay in the light.

Thus, Malz and Kuke promptly followed suit.

After them came Scott.

In this morning's 'Horn Report,' there would inevitably be a special edition telling the stories of some unscrupulous merchants and illegal businessmen from South Los who exploited the people of South Los. It must highlight Byers Chamber of Commerce, Xerac Chamber of Commerce, Holt Chamber of Commerce, Poly Chamber of Commerce, Qiao Xu Chamber of Commerce, and other businesses.

Haywood followed suit. As the head of Arthur's South Los real estate, he needed to see how these chambers of commerce's immovable properties and other assets were doing.

If possible, Haywood would acquire them for a 'fair price.'

Although Bob and Little Lisop were initially a step behind, they quickly caught up with Wiggins.

They believed that some of these fellows were quite suitable for the mines in South Town, where they could further test the Death Soldier Potion and also serve as decent labor.

Goodrian Ernest, Erwin Dibwa, and Zhukov Bas scratched their heads before quickly following.

As retainers to Lord Arthur Kledos, they absolutely would not allow the likes of Ernest, Dibwa, and the Bass Family to annex territory that belonged to the Kledos Family.

"You said it wasn't theirs before, it belonged to those chambers of commerce?"

Yes, that's right, it wasn't before.

But, from this moment on, they all belong to the Kledos Family.

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The owners of those chambers will certainly sign the contract.

And for those who don't sign?

The new owners of those chambers will certainly sign.

Still not signing?

Naturally, there will be new owners.

The people by Arthur's side quietly dispersed.

They all went to do what they must.

Only Desa, from Barny, stayed behind staring blankly, unsure of what he should do, but at this moment, Arthur spoke up with a smile.

"Desa, go check the kitchen to see if there is any fried fish for breakfast.

I fancy some fish."

"Understood, young master Arthur."

Desa smiled and headed towards the kitchen.

Those who remained watched in silence as Arthur once again picked up the cat.

There was no trace of aura, no overwhelming presence, but those remaining felt an intangible pressure weighing on their hearts as they looked at Arthur.

The Swordsmanship Chiefs of Baron Korol and Baron Hausman felt as though a shadow had completely enveloped them as they watched Arthur seated before them.

The shadow was dark and dense.

It shrouded everyone present.

It brought terror to all those enshrouded.

It obscured the figure seated there from everyone enshrouded.

Then, the terror turned into admiration and envy.

Because—

At its most intense, the shadow had already turned dazzlingly bright.

It had become power.

Unnoticed when still, as natural as air, yet when it emerged, it was tumultuous and overwhelming, like a towering wave.

It was omnipresent.

It encompassed everything.

At any moment, it could…

Crush me!

This thought uncontrollably surfaced in the minds of the Swordsmanship Chiefs of Baron Korol and Baron Hausman.

Immediately, both men bowed their heads.

No longer daring to look directly at the 'Spirit Medium' who was petting the cat.

And the old steward of the Bern Family?

He was already pale, shaking all over, wishing he could kneel there and beg for forgiveness.

In the back of the crowd, Marinda, carrying egg tarts and sugar-sweetened warm milk, quietly watched this scene. Her blue eyes, moving between the silent crowd and the composed Arthur, revealed a hint of a smile.

Arthur, who was petting the cat, noticed Marinda and immediately stood up.

Suddenly, the crowd parted in two.

Finally, people took notice of Marinda.

Without hesitation, this time, everyone bowed in unison—

"Miss Caesar."

At this moment, the crowd was far more respectful than before, their faces humbly ingratiating and their voices pleasant to the ear, especially the Swordsmanship Chiefs of Baron Korol and Baron Hausman, who had lost some of their sharpness.

'This guy!' The lady thought to herself quietly, the smile in her eyes growing deeper.

Arthur, holding Pendragon, approached Marinda. With his back to the crowd, Arthur gestured with his lips—

'What about her?'