The blue Yingying light made the reckless gentleman's face turn pale and his body sweated coldly.

"Your murderous aura is too strong. Could it be that because of this small misunderstanding, you will be willing to deprive someone of your life?" the young man asked calmly.

"Maybe I'm really too tyrannical," Ribo nodded for a while and said, "Since the battle was over a few weeks ago, I've been having more and more trouble controlling my emotions."

"First of all, I have to thank you for avenging my teacher, Paladin Monstock. The killer who assassinated Lord Monstock eventually died in your hands. Perhaps God destined that his way of death was exactly the same as his way of assassinating Lord Monstock." The young man said slowly, his tone seemed quite heavy.

Hearing these words, Ruibo had no special feeling, and the people around him retreated back in horror, especially the reckless Mr. Emosen, who was ashes, had a rapid and weak breath.

There are many rumors in the capital about the unknown battle that happened a few days ago. There are many rumors that the killer who successfully assassinated the Paladin Monstock had died in this battle, but no one would associate this matter with the little heir of Sethborough.

This is even more incredible than the most exaggerated rumors, but no one dared to doubt it, because the person who said this was the heir designated by Paladin Monstock, the current acting leader of the Paladin Order, and one of the most powerful people in the capital.

"Sel's death is also at your hands?" the young man asked.

"There is no conclusive evidence that he is dead, but his last suicide blow is likely to have turned his body into ashes, but I cannot give you a satisfactory answer." Ribo said.

His words shocked everyone again. Mr. Emosen was already unstable and he sat down on the ground with his legs weak.

"You and the bodyguard around you are indeed very strong. I even hope to have the opportunity to see your strength." The young man said solemnly.

"I will only take action to protect myself. My bodyguard and I don't care about the spirit and will you follow, so there is no way to talk about our strength if you want to see our strength." Ruibo said coldly.

Ruibo's words were like a gust of cold wind blew through everyone's heart, especially those who once wanted to be enemies of this young man, and they were even cold all over, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Whether it was the girl who started the dispute or the Emosen who was sitting on the ground, they couldn't help but touch their necks, as if a deadly sword had penetrated there.

At this moment, an old voice came from the door: "Since it is a misunderstanding, let the misunderstanding disappear as soon as possible. Earl Medin, we are having important things to ask you, we need your wisdom and guidance."

I saw a tall and thin old man pushing everyone away and walking to Ruibo.

...

In a corner of the dance hall, the owner of the mansion, the owner of the house, the leader of the neutral faction, the Marquis of Farror, the Chief of the Law, the Marquis of Mag, the Chief of the Inspectorate, and the young heir of Sethborg who had just caused a panic, and now the panic was still stirring among the crowd with the descriptions of the young girls.

Everyone wanted to get close to listen to the advice of this talented boy's wisdom and wealth that represented countless wealth. But everyone was afraid to get too close to this devilish figure who seemed extremely dangerous to them.

This is a real devil, and everyone believes that he can take away the life of anyone who dares to despise him without caring. Similarly, everyone believes that as long as this devil is willing, he can take away the life of anyone.

Whether it is his evil wisdom or the strength he possesses, it is so deadly.

The Earl of Robert can be said to be the victim of the evil wisdom, and the death of the fallen Paladin and the most powerful killer who successfully assassinated Paladin Monstock proves that this devil is invincible by force alone.

"Marquis Farour, do you know which transaction is the most profitable?" asked Ribo.

"As far as I know, the profits of art and jewelry are quite high, followed by tea, spices, and silk and porcelain from the East." Marquis Farour said with his fingers, apparently he has spent a lot of energy recently to figure out the benefits that various commodities can bring to him.

"Marquis, you are right. However, although the profits of these things are abundant, there are not many people willing to spend a lot of money to buy them. Therefore, they are relatively less than indigo. The income from wool transactions is rich. But do you know that the most profitable goods in the world are nothing more than land? Take this mansion for example. Located on Shantrongen Avenue itself means that every inch of land here is equivalent to a piece of gold foil of the same size. Do you know how much a luxury villa in the suburb of Franck is worth?" Ruibo said with a smile.

"The land near Andrew's College is almost worthless, and you can buy a piece of land for a small price. But if you put the money there, do you think merchants will come and buy the land from you? Whether it is building warehouses or shops, you can calculate how much money a small city can bring to you."

Seeing the Marquis Faru's hesitation, Ruibo continued: "The most important thing is to build the deposit and exchange in a relatively remote place, which will prevent merchants from trading privately. Every merchant will definitely be eager to get the most profit, and there will definitely be people who are unwilling to pay the amount of amazing handling. You cannot put all your bets on the credit of merchants. It has been proved in Nangang that there is no effective restriction measure, and the situation will worsen. Didn't the philosopher say that learning bad things is much easier than learning better?"

Hearing Ribo's words, Marquis Faru and Marquis Mag nodded repeatedly there, which was originally the thing they were most worried about.

"In addition, after I proposed to set up a free carriage that day, I suddenly had another inspiration to establish cheap public post station carriages between several nearby cities. There is such an extremely convenient cheap passage between Nangang and Serthborg. In terms of the money it costs per kilometer, it is almost one-tenth of what it is here.

"If the traffic is not smooth enough, it means that wealth cannot flow effectively. To do this well, you have to rely on the Prime Minister to improve traffic conditions and build public stations. After all, it is one of the tasks of the cabinet. However, the meeting should share most of the funds, and of course we also need to gain benefits from it. For example, the meeting can have the right to purchase first in the Shangdi near the public station." Ruibo said.

Faruer and Marquis Mag's eyes lit up, and they had apparently understood what the little heir of Sethborough said.

Indeed, there is no more profitable deal in this world than turning worthless land into thousands of gold coins.

The Duke of Auburn and the Duke of Perner nodded there. They also saw thousands of gold coins from these words, and they would not refuse the wealth before them.
Chapter completed!