Deities: Starting From Goblins Chapter 1395

Chapter 1395: Chapter 761: Wright Family_2 Chapter 1395: Chapter 761: Wright Family_2 The steward discerned the implicit hint in his words, his eyelids twitched, and inwardly he muttered: Master Logan is truly in a hurry this time, daring to utilize the hidden power of the family clan, which is a grave taboo! But he also knew that Dragon Blood was far too important to the family clan, it could not tolerate even the slightest error. Thus, without another word, he nodded, and stated firmly: “Alright, Master, I will take care of it as per your instructions.”

Logan sat for a while longer, genuinely uninterested in the items that followed in the auction. He gently shook his head, thinking to himself: In this auction, the Dragon Blood is undoubtedly the greatest harvest. Other treasures are either too costly or of no use to him.

After the auction ended, the crowd gradually dispersed and the noise slowly settled. Logan did not make any further moves, sitting silently, as if waiting for something. The people around cast curious glances, wanting to see if this mysterious person from private box number three would make any more astonishing moves.

However, Logan merely smiled faintly, not saying anything more. This left many who were waiting to see the extent of private box number three's resources greatly disappointed. They had hoped to see if this person would bid again, whether they still had money, and if they could stir up another commotion.

“Ah, it seems this person is nothing special after all, I thought he had significant resources!”

“Exactly, after getting the Dragon Blood there was no further action, what a letdown!”

“He doesn't live up to his reputation, he doesn't live up to his reputation!”

The surrounding people talked amongst themselves, disappointed by Logan's performance. They had originally thought this mysterious figure from private box number three would make big moves, but it turned out to be just a flash in the pan.

However, Logan paid no mind to these murmurs. After securing the Dragon Blood, he quickly left the auction house through the back door. His figure wavered in the crowd and swiftly vanished from people's sight.

Seeing this, the steward hurriedly followed. He knew Master Logan surely had more significant plans to implement next and he must stay close to his master, ready to respond to any emergencies that might arise.

And so, Logan and his steward left the auction scene one after the other. Meanwhile, those around them continued their chatter, filled with curiosity and speculation about the identity and resources of this mysterious figure. Little did they know, Logan had already taken the Dragon Blood and left this noisy place, embarking on a new journey.

However, not long after his departure, as Logan passed through a deserted alleyway, he abruptly halted. All around was silent, save the light rustling of leaves in a breeze. But his gaze turned to look behind him, his eyes suddenly sharp as if they could pierce through darkness, directly at the unwelcome guest hidden in the shadows.

“Come out, you've already had the courage to follow me, don't you have the courage to stand up and take responsibility? What kind of coward skulks in the shadows?” Logan's voice was cold and determined, reverberating down the narrow alley.

The air went still for a moment, as if even the wind held its breath. A moment later, several figures emerged from the shadows, their footsteps hesitant, but they eventually came to a stop before Logan.

It was the very Young Hero who had competed with Logan for the Dragon Blood at the auction, along with his servants, and a few strong and muscular henchmen. They looked at Logan with a cagey expression, their eyes flickering with unease and alertness.

Logan narrowed his eyes slightly, scrutinizing these people carefully. His gaze was penetrating, as if he could see into their souls, swiftly discerning the relationships of master and servants. His main focus was on the Young Hero, the mysterious figure who had been bidding against him throughout the auction.

“Who are you? What's your purpose in following me?” Logan's voice rose again, this time tinged with a trace of playfulness and provocation. He wanted to know their true intentions and why they had been following him all the way here.

The young master clenched his teeth; he had not expected Logan to be so upfront with his question. He had planned to make his move when Logan was alone, to take back the Dragon Blood. But now, it seemed that plan was going to fall through.

“Hmph, who are you trying to fool? You know why we are following you,” the young master snorted coldly, attempting to maintain his composure, yet his voice trembled slightly, betraying his nervousness.

Logan chuckled, of course, he knew why these people were following him. It was all for that bottle of Dragon Blood, for their Family Clan's interests, they would stop at nothing to obtain it.

“Oh? Then I'd really like to hear it, why are you following me?” Logan deliberately drew out his tone, his eyes twinkling with a mocking light. He wanted to hear how these people would fabricate reasons to disguise their real purpose.

Seeing this, a servant quickly stepped forward, trying to defuse the situation for the young master: “This gentleman, we mean no Malice. It's just that our young master is very interested in that bottle of Dragon Blood and would like to discuss with you, to see if perhaps…”

“Discuss? Hmph, is this what you call discussing? Following me here and bringing so many thugs, it doesn't seem that simple, does it?” Logan interrupted the servant, his gaze turning icy. He was no fool–how could he believe these people's nonsense?

Seeing this, the young master realized that there was no point in hiding their motives any longer. Taking a deep breath and mustering his courage, he said: “Alright, since you've put it that way, I won't beat around the bush. That bottle of Dragon Blood is of great importance to our Family Clan, and we are willing to pay a higher price for it. Name your price!”

The young master glanced at the butler, seeking some sort of support or confirmation in his eyes. The butler nodded slightly, his gaze firm, as if to assure the young master that their decision was the right one. The young master then looked back at the several strong men behind him, who, though mighty, now stood silently like loyal guards, awaiting the young master's instruction.

After carefully choosing his words, the young master confidently and powerfully stepped forward, clearly a decisive person. But when he looked at Logan, his eyes did not hold much coercion; instead, he gave Logan a respectful hand gesture, showing a rather polite attitude.

“Young Hero, I am Frey Wright, the second young master of the Wright Family Clan. We've been following you out of sheer necessity, and it was solely for the Dragon Blood in your hands.” Frey Wright's voice was deep and forceful, his gaze fleeting towards Logan's Storage Bag, which held the coveted Dragon Blood.

He did not hide his intentions and made his purpose clear. He knew that at times like this, concealment and deception were futile; only by being honest could they possibly persuade the other party.

Upon hearing this, Logan's eyebrows lifted slightly, a hint of playfulness in his eyes. He did not immediately respond to Frey Wright's words, but instead countered: “What, so the highest bidder wins? I obtained the Dragon Blood fair and square in the auction, so what do you mean by following me? Don't tell me you want to seize the treasure?”

Frey Wright's face shifted subtly, a trace of embarrassment and unease flashing through his eyes. He knew Logan's words hit their weak spot, but they truly had no other choice. He quickly shook his head, putting on a friendly face, trying to diffuse the awkward tension.

“No, no, you misunderstand, sir. In truth, our Wright Family came to the auction specifically for the Dragon Blood. We just didn't expect that the money we prepared wouldn't be enough to secure the Dragon Blood, and instead, you got it. This Dragon Blood is extremely important to us–it's related to the future development and rise or fall of the Wright Family. We wonder if you would be willing to part with it. We are prepared to purchase it at an equivalent price, ensuring you won't suffer any loss.”

Frey Wright spoke earnestly and firmly, his eyes filled with hope and desire.

Chapter end

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