"Shut up shut up shut up! I am the strongest contender to inherit the Meredici Family!"
"How could I, for a mere handout, wag my tail and beg, disregarding my queenly dignity and poise!"
Unveiled by the old butler, Feina puffed up like a prickly hedgehog, scolding loudly without any regard for her own poise.
The old butler withdrew his gaze, glancing at the young lady preparing to jump up and land a heavy punch on him.
He looked pensive, then translated: "Our young lady is saying that in her life experiences, she concluded that as long as she's bold enough and her lies convincing enough, it wouldn't matter even if they are exposed in the future because she can shirk the responsibility."
"Inheriting the Meredici Family is impossible, but due to some blood relation, she can fly the flag, claiming to be a candidate for the Meredici Family inheritance to deceive money before the real heir is chosen."
"Nobles! Don't eat handouts!"
"But if they receive the favor of a great noble, how could that be a handout? Matters among noble lords can't be described as freeloading..."
The old butler sighed with emotion, elegantly turned, dodging the young lady's punch, holding his chest with one hand to keep his clothing from shifting too much, while raising the other arm high, facing Master Fuli and the fox-turned Lin Ying, declaring his audience:
"In fact, our young lady has even prepared a maid outfit, just waiting on the shopping platform order page. She's really too poor—"
The Meredici Family where Feina belongs rose to nobility during World War II, annexing lands in several colonies, a veritable landlord.
Since reaching adulthood, Feina has received 7 to 15 million pounds annually from the family.
After receiving the welfare money, Feina would divide it into twelve parts, withdrawing one part from her bank regularly every month to spend.
Feina's spending is extraordinarily extravagant, with private parties costing hundreds of thousands to tens of millions being extremely usual.
Just like tonight's dinner at the sky restaurant, Feina spent over 300,000, and combined with drinks, the total expenditure should reach around 600,000 to 700,000.
The 2 million she borrowed from the old butler wouldn't even last until the start of next month.
"........" Feina turning red in the face could only glare at the old butler furiously, speechless.
"You! Don't hit me, I'm negotiating with your master!"
Feeling sulky, Feina turned around, pointed to Lin Shu to put down the carbon dioxide fire extinguisher in her hand, then looked seriously at Master Fuli, spreading her hands: "Lend me a little..."
"Sis, this is Xia Country..." Master Fuli looked at Feina with a grin.
"And then?" Feina looked puzzled, not understanding what borrowing money had to do with which country she was in.
"So, no lending!"
"This would encourage bad trends. Xia Country doesn't have slavery, so I naturally can't keep a maid." Master Fuli shrugged joyfully:
"But, if you really lack money, I can point you to a good path, or perhaps give you some financial advice."
With a warm smile, Master Fuli said: "You could show your true form, settle into the aquarium tank, and easily earn a stable income as well as a big house and a private maid...."
"Most importantly, it's all free!"
"And you wouldn't need to show your face, thus preserving your noble dignity."
Upon hearing this, Feina was initially stunned, possibly tempted by the word free, she fell into contemplation.
"Horned demon! You insult me!" After a brief thought, Feina immediately flew into a rage:
"I, Feina Meredici, would rather starve, degenerate into a hydra and move into a stinking ditch, than live in an aquarium as a clownfish!"
"Butler, let's go! They are all demons!"
The fury on Feina's cheeks was hard to conceal; she swung open the fire escape door heavily, clattering away in round-toed shoes down the stairs.
"The young lady said there are too many people now, she's embarrassed to admit she wants to try it, if it's really hard to handle, she'll come back later for Master Fuli's whip...." The old butler mused, voicing the young lady's unspoken thoughts.
Based on his understanding of the young lady, she wasn't one to endure hardships.
She could stay tough now only because she had a couple of coins left in her wallet; once they were gone, she would definitely try enduring at the aquarium.
But within three days, she would surely come running back, letting go of her highborn arrogance to hone her social skills.
"That butler is quite amusing....."
Watching Feina leave, Master Fuli, with a hint of jest, looked towards Lin Ying and said.
The old butler had clearly acted comically, currying favor with him during the confrontation.
All in all, it was to hope he wouldn't mind the foolish young lady's nonsense, treating it as a fart.
"Without the butler, their family would fall apart." Lin Ying giggled in agreement but had no intention of delving into Feina's existence or her offense to her.
From their pairing, ostensibly, Feina appeared dominant, but clearly, the one truly making decisions was the old butler.
From this perspective and seeing the old butler's attitude towards Master Fuli, the master behind him evidently didn't want Feina to cause any big trouble and might have already made some bets in Xia Country, awaiting the fruits.
But.....
Lin Ying was uninterested in these matters, as they were merely routine maneuvers.
The people with Babble and America had many such adherents.
They believed in God, with promises of light and cities on a hill—glorious, resplendent, a shining holy light.
They claimed to be the people of the city on a hill, developing during their pioneering times.
Living in the city on a hill, they would help anyone showing potential to become part of it, even setting up instantly when sensing a change in the wind.
America's rise was funded by them, as they ventured from Babble to America to expand.
Feina is a genetic translocator, typically unable to reside long-term or even study in Xia Country.
But if one of her parents was from the religious faction on the hill, then her residential rights would make sense.
The people on the hill were quite affluent, holding wealth and numerous patents, although not comparable to the landlords at the pyramid's pinnacle.
However...
Tonight was a private banquet, and Lin Ying intended not to waste time pondering national battles.
"Master Fuli, please have a seat!"
Turning around, Lin Ying extended her hand, wearing a gentle smile, looking at Master Fuli.
"Hmm....."
Looking at the extended hand, Master Fuli raised his hand, placing it in Lin Ying's palm.
Lin Ying grasped Master Fuli's hand back with a smile, guiding him to a seat by the window, gesturing for the meal to be served.