Chapter 24: The Viscount Happened to Pass By

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  For what?

  It was as if they were hooked by an invisible fishhook, dozens of aristocratic celebrities stretched their necks in unison, and even their ears stood up neatly. Good heavens, this damned guy, actually still selling Guan Zi at this time.

  Completely ignoring the dozens of murderous gazes, Lin Taiping drew out a long, drawn-out tail tone, until his lung capacity was no longer sufficient. Only then did he smile with an air of reluctance, saying: "Ladies and gentlemen, please allow me to explain first. In this Three-in-One Totem, there are three types of totems, namely - Recovery Totem, Endurance Totem, and Solidity Totem. Do you know the purpose of these three totems?"

  Detestable guy, still selling out indefinitely! Dozens of noble celebrities couldn't help but despise again, they didn't know much about the totems of the cow-headed people, but just by hearing the names of these totems, they could probably guess their purpose.

  As the name suggests, the so-called Recovery Totem is used to recover one's vitality, and the so-called Endurance Totem is used to increase one's endurance and physical strength. And as for the Solidity Totem, if I'm not mistaken, it should have a certain solidifying effect... So, when these three totems are combined, isn't it obvious that they're meant for battle?

  "Damn it, I don't like fighting." Viscount Ford muttered under his breath. For a nobleman, enjoying entertainment was the key to life, and as for rough and barbaric battles, couldn't they just leave that to the lower classes?

  It's precisely because of this that thinking about this new totem being used only for battle, dozens of nobles are disappointed and shaking their heads one after another. Next to him, Earl Simmons let out a yawn, suddenly feeling that coming here tonight was a huge mistake. If he had known it would be something like this, he might as well have stayed at the manor and done some loving with that fox tribe slave girl.

  "Gentlemen, it seems you've misunderstood me?" Lin Taiping smiled brightly at them, revealing eight pearly white teeth. "Who says these three totems can only be used for fighting? In fact, when they're combined, they can exert entirely new effects, such as..."

  Again selling Guan Zi, dozens of noble celebrities hated to gnash their teeth, suddenly had a kind of rush up and strangle this guy's impulse: "Damn it, dear Lin, can't you not say half every time you speak? This is not the way a noble does."

  "I didn't think so either, it's really hard to explain." Lin Taiping spread his hands innocently. "Honestly, haven't you guys thought of anything? Think about it, something that can restore physical strength, last long, and is also very durable, what obvious use does it have? Don't you understand?"

  "I don't understand, I completely don't understand. Dozens of noble celebrities turned into primary school students, shaking their heads frantically in the venue. Lin Taiping was finally speechless, looking left and right with a helpless expression on his face. He simply pulled over Kristin who was still in a daze, gently holding her slender waist: "Now, do you understand?"

  Do you understand? The dozens of nobles looked at Lin Taiping, then at Kirsten's slightly red face, and became even more confused. But just as they were about to ask questions, Viscount Fort suddenly had an epiphany and let out a strange "ah" sound: "Ah! Dear Lin, the new totem you mentioned, it can't be referring to... uh?"

  Got it, this time it's 100% got it. Just take a look at Viscount Ford's evil smile and the men present immediately understood. In fact, even those shy women suddenly became very pure and understood.

  Can restore physical strength, can also make people last longer, most importantly, it's solid and hard enough... Okay, I didn't say anything, you guys understand yourselves, if you still don't get it, then punish yourselves by squatting in the corner and drawing circles one hundred times.

  In fact, the second reaction of Earl Simmons couldn't help but widen his eyes and subconsciously glance at his lower body: "So, this new totem is tattooed where?"

  Everyone was left speechless, dozens of nobles stared at each other with wide eyes, not knowing what to say. Should they praise the Eastern monk's ingenious idea or criticize his shameless subversion? However, one thing is certain: if the first chief of the Ox-Head tribe who created the totem were to come back to life now, he would definitely spit blood and die again.

  "No choice, when you're poor, you have to make changes." Lin Taiping laughed so hard that his molars were showing. "Don't worry, everyone, it's just a very small tattoo, definitely won't affect the appearance. And as long as you make this little sacrifice, what you'll get is... um, how should I put it? Let Mr. Cohen tell you about his experience."

  With a rustling sound, dozens of eyes suddenly turned around in unison and focused on Korn. He felt embarrassed under the gaze, his face flushing red with embarrassment. However, considering the gold coins, he ultimately chose wealth over dignity: "Uh, yesterday night... I was with ten female slaves for an entire night, and then the bed collapsed..."

  What a wonderful explanation, it can be used as an advertisement. Dozens of noble celebrities looked at each other in dismay, and suddenly fell into a very strange silence. As for the women they brought with them, they all walked away with their faces blushing, but of course, they still had to perk up their ears.

  Mr. Cohen, however, didn't care about that, anyway they had already lost face, so he just went all the way with losing face: "Gentlemen, what are you still hesitating about? This is a rare opportunity that comes once in a hundred years, as long as you get a tattoo of a totem, a small little totem, you can maintain two months of... wait, I haven't finished speaking, where do you want to go?"

  Unexpectedly, before he could finish speaking, the nobles present suddenly dispersed. Viscount Forte was the first to put on his hat and bowed solemnly: "Dear Lin, I'm really sorry, but I suddenly remembered that I have something important to attend to, so let's end it here for today. Thank you for your warm hospitality."

  "That's right, I have urgent matters to attend to." Earl Simmons apologized and left immediately after Viscount Ford, ignoring Cohen's attempts to retain him. Under their lead, dozens of aristocrats suddenly bid farewell and left in an instant.

  "What's going on? How could this be?" Mr. Cohen's face turned red with anxiety as he rushed to intervene, "Lin, help me out here, this is a matter of our income, damn it, this is ridiculous!"

  It's supposed to be that in his expectation, the nobles who like beautiful colors should have liked this kind of tattoo and even spent a lot of money to get it, but why has it become like this now... Damn it, are all the nobles now reformed and only like men and not women? Even if they like men, this kind of tattoo should still be useful.

  "It's alright, it's alright." Lin Tai Ping calmly picked up his wine glass and smiled as he took a sip of the red wine. "No rush, I had already guessed it would be like this, not strange at all."

  "What's the hurry?" Mr. Cohen's face turned red with rage, as if he wanted to grab the other person's collar directly, "Damn it, if you knew it would be like this, why did you still push out such a totem and deceive me into saying that there must be great profits? I'm so stupid for believing your words."

  "That's right, you're indeed a fool." A cold laugh with a sarcastic tone suddenly sounded, and under the support of several bodyguards, Edward, who had a swollen face, limped over.

  Looking at the cold and empty banquet hall, although it's not clear what exactly happened, he couldn't help but add insult to injury: "Look what I see? It seems like both of you are in a pretty bad situation. Let me take a guess, didn't your newly launched Totem have some problems?"

  The piercing laughter echoed in the banquet hall, if it were in normal times, Cohen might have been very angry, but now he didn't even have the energy to be angry, and just fell into his chair, with a bitter smile, unbuttoning his collar, heavily panting.

  Upon seeing this scene, Edward laughed even more complacently: "Really? Did I actually guess it right? What a pity! I originally came over to help, but didn't think that there was no need for my assistance, and the matter was already resolved."

  "Damn it all!" Kristen finally couldn't take it anymore, furiously shouldering the crystal cannon.

  "How dare you?" Edward took a few steps back, his heart somewhat cowardly, but relying on something, he suddenly straightened his waist, "Go to hell, you bastards. Just now was just an accident. If you still dare to touch my hair now, I'll let you know what it means..."

  "Is that all?" But just at this moment, Lin Taiping suddenly glanced at the clock on the wall, "Hmmm, let me see, it should be about time too."

  What's going on? The few people present were all stunned and speechless, and under their puzzled gaze, Lin Taiping had already clasped his hands together, starting to count seriously: "One, two, three, four, five..."

  "What are you doing, boss?" Kristen was bewildered, Cohen's eyes widened in shock, and even Edward forgot to add insult to injury.

  "Count!" Lin Taiping replied without turning his head, continuing to count seriously: "Six, seven, eight, nine, and ten!"

  The countdown reached ten, the heavy voice echoed in the air, and in an instant, the banquet hall suddenly... uh, okay, nothing happened in the banquet hall.

  In the eerie silence, Cohen and the other two stared at each other in dismay. Lin Taiping suddenly blinked his eyes with a hint of embarrassment: "Uh, sorry about that, I think there's been a miscalculation. Let me recount... one, two, three, four, five..."

  I fell! Cohn and Kristen stumbled, Edward was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing: "Fool, what are you doing? Are you going to use some kind of magic... uh?"

  Before the words had fallen, something more magical than magic happened ——

  With a creak, in that instant, accompanied by the low sound of pushing open the door, Viscount Ford's fat big head suddenly appeared silently behind the door...

  Bowing his waist and hunching his back, the viscount who usually attaches great importance to elegance is now tiptoeing in, as if he were a thief, stealthily poking his head in and glancing around the banquet hall with a furtive gaze.

  The next moment, when he saw Lin Taiping still sitting there, he suddenly let out a long sigh of relief: "Dear Lin, thank goodness you're still here. I wanted to ask about that Totem... uh? Edward?"