Chapter 564: Chapter 446, Confident Groot_2
He holds power over the merchants and possesses a seat in the council as the representative of the merchant group.
However, when it comes to social standing, he is much inferior to a City Lord like Rebecca.
Rebecca merely nodded politely in response.
Groot went on to say, “Madam Rebecca, I’m sorry to hear that Lyss City has recently encountered many troubles. If you’re facing any difficulties, you’re welcome to discuss them with me. The Marshall Merchant Group can….”
Before he could finish his sentence, Rebecca interrupted him, “Thank you for your kind offer, Mr. Groot, but I am not in need of help at the moment.”
Groot was taken aback, not expecting Rebecca to refuse so decisively.
Her tone also revealed a sense of rejection.
However, he disregarded it and continued, “Lyss City faces many problems. The Senate will make increasingly severe demands on Madam Rebecca at this year’s annual assembly.”
Groot paused for a moment, a slight smirk forming on his lips as he glanced at Rebecca’s exquisite face and her full bosom. “Actually, the solution is quite simple. If we can discuss the matter in detail, we should be able to find a solution. After the banquet, if you don’t mind Madam Rebecca, I would like to invite you….”
His words were extremely polite.
However, he was employing an outdated technique to flirt.
Rebecca’s face darkened, and she replied coldly, “I’m sorry, but I don’t require your assistance.”
Fang Hao, who was seated nearby, furrowed his brows slightly.
Although he and Rebecca were married in name only, he thought it was rather inappropriate for Groot to flirt with Rebecca right in front of him.
However, he did not say anything immediately.
It was clear that Groot had employed a wrong approach, using his flirting techniques that usually worked in taverns on Rebecca.
If they weren’t guests, Rebecca would probably have him beheaded on the spot.
“That’s unfortunate.” Seeing that Rebecca remained unmoved, Groot shrugged.
A shadow flickered in Groot’s eyes, and he sneered at her unabashedly, “You must be well aware of the influence of my Marshall family. Coincidentally, my wife passed away last month. I can offer marriage to you and provide you with support.”
As he swirled his wine glass around, the luminous red wine forming whirls, he added, “But, I gave you the opportunity. If you refuse it, that’s your choice. If you change your mind later, you can come and find me at your convenience.”
His words were haughty, making it hard to believe that a merchant was addressing a City Lord in such a manner.
Moreover, his words implied that he was offering her something she desperately needed, paired with a subtle threat.
Hubert, on the other hand, remained silent without any intention to intervene.
A cold expression settled over Rebecca.
Being addressed in such a manner by a merchant, she was seething with rage.
If the Marshall family didn’t possess powerful connections within the Federation, she would have given the order to have this lecherous old man beheaded on the spot.
“Humph! Mind your manners, Groot. Now, return to your seat and have your meal. If you utter another word, I will read all that you have said today in the council for everyone in the Federation to witness your ‘glorious’ Marshall family,” exclaimed Rebecca coldly.
Groot was taken aback; he indeed believed that Rebecca was capable of doing so.
Therefore, he chose not to say more.
Unable to say anything to Rebecca, he turned his gaze to Fang Hao.
If he couldn’t deal with Rebecca, could he not handle this transmigrator?
“Your name is Fang Hao?”, Groot questioned while leaning back in his chair.
“Yes indeed. Is there something you wish to discuss?” Fang Hao responded directly.
Groot was enraged by his tone.
A puppet City Lord, who was only being used as a shield, had the audacity to speak to him like this.
“Ha! Everyone knows that Madam Rebecca needs a freeloader. Don’t tell me you actually believe that you’re the City Lord? Have you met Aubrey? Even when you die, there will be a second City Lord to take your place!”, Groot said mockingly.
These words were a direct sneer at Fang Hao.
But Fang Hao was not Rebecca. He did not care about the face of the noble families like Groot who insulted him to his face.
He directly ordered, “This clown has had too much to drink, send him back to rest.”
Two guards stepped forward, indicating Groot to leave the area.
Groot’s face instantly darkened, he cried out, “Transmigrator, you dare speak to me like this.”
In response, he pushed away the guards who were beside him.
However, before he could say anything else-
Bang!
Aseti, who was acting as a guard, stepped forward and kicked Groot in the stomach.
Groot’s body flew like a cannonball.
He staggered and flew several meters before hitting the ground heavily, his body curled up like a shrimp.
He fell into unconsciousness instantly.
Hubert and the others watched with wide eyes as Groot was sent flying and laid motionless on the ground like a dead dog.
Being only a merchant, he was no match for a kick from Aseti.
The sequence of events had happened so quickly that he didn’t even have time to intervene before Groot was knocked out cold.
“Fang Hao, what is the meaning of this?” Hubert stood up and questioned loudly.
“Was Mr. Hubert sleeping earlier? Did you not notice how he insulted me? If I don’t teach him a lesson, he’ll assume he’s the master here and dare to boss me around,” Fang Hao retorted strongly.
Faced with Hubert’s interrogation, Fang Hao didn’t show a trace of fear.