They all call me Great Master-Chapter 630 - 627: The Reliable Words of a Reliable Person!

Brule had become shameless, and lately, he had been living exceptionally comfortably.

He no longer needed to scheme much, just trailing behind Arthur and Marinda was enough.

Moreover, in less than two days, Brule had transformed from a 'Meat Pig' to a 'Loyal Dog'.

At first, Brule wanted to call himself a 'Hound'.

But a life where he didn't have to do anything, could relax all day, and get a substantial dividend at the end of the month, was just too comfortable.

Therefore, Brule willingly downgraded, from a 'Hound' to a 'Loyal Dog'.

It was a downgrade in behavior.

But an upgrade in his heart.

Since he had put himself in the right place, Brule had been living...

Even more comfortably!

His already plump body became even plumper.

It couldn't be helped, since he didn't have to worry anymore, Brule not only slept better, but his appetite improved significantly, especially the days spent puffing cigars and sipping on fine honey wine in the cigar room in the afternoon, which made him increasingly happy and joyful.

So, knowing that the 'Oriental,' the big boss's ship, had been launched and set out to sea, Brule got into action.

He not only bought for himself but also encouraged those around him to buy.

But unfortunately, Brule and his acquaintances were 'not so lucky' and didn't snag a single ticket.

But could this stump Brule?

He immediately had Gold Coins, Food, and daily necessities packed into three chests and carried aboard the 'Oriental.'

With the 'Loyal Dog' title and under Marinda's signal, Brule rushed onto the 'Oriental' and started to fawn over Arthur.

As for the people he met along the way?

He didn't recognize them.

Seemed to have seen them once.

Forget it, not important.

What's important is the big boss's favor.

Arthur, seeing Brule appear before him, couldn't help but want to give this 'Meat Pig' a thumbs up.

'He's cooperating so nicely!'

Glancing at Joe's once again pale face, Arthur inwardly praised, while saying with a smile—

"Take it to my room!"

After seeing Arthur's smile, Brule was overjoyed and commanded his servants to carry the three large chests to the room, personally supervising the whole process.

As Brule and the servants went up to the upper deck for a walk, everyone's gaze once again turned to Joe.

After all, this young man was just saying his distant uncle was Brule.

But from Brule's expression, he seemed not to recognize this nephew at all.

Joe's face alternated between green and white.

However, the next moment, the young man slightly stepped aside, revealing Yula behind him.

The onlookers who were enjoying the scene were taken aback.

Some didn't understand what this embarrassing young man was planning on doing.

Whereas a few of the tycoons had a look of realization flashing in their eyes.

Clearly, they guessed what Joe was about to do.

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And in the next moment, Joe softly said—

"Lord Kledos, let me introduce you, this is Ms. Yula."

While speaking, this young man pushed Yula forward to face Arthur.

By this time, even fools could guess what Joe, this embarrassing fellow, was planning on doing.

The guy wanted to betray his friend for glory!

Or to be more precise, he wanted to 'sell' his companion to Arthur in exchange for his own 'safety.'

People turned their gaze to Yula who was pushed forward.

At this moment, Yula look panicked, with tears swirling in her eyes and complete disarray in her demeanor, she looked around for help but barely lifted her head before cowering down as if frightened.

Yula was naturally the young and sweet Type.

At this time, she looked even more pitiable, enough to move the heart of any man.

Many men really wanted to step out and forgive Joe's rudeness on behalf of the lady.

But they could not.

Because this 'apology' was meant for Arthur.

Immediately, everyone looked to Arthur.

They wanted to see what Arthur would do.

Yes, agree.

Or, refuse.

Arthur, however, did not speak immediately.

Because Arthur was very clear that whether he agreed or refused, it would be a trap.

If he agreed, the label "coveting beauty" was definitely inescapable, and furthermore, it could be exploited by those with ulterior motives, who would say that he had long had his eyes on Ms. Yula and that he had set up Joe intentionally.

No matter how reasonable or unreasonable, as long as someone said it, there would certainly be people who believed it.

The complexity of human nature was something Arthur had long experienced.

As for refusing?

Should Arthur refuse, without waiting for tomorrow, in just a few hours, the entire South Los would be abuzz with rumors that the "Spirit Medium of South Los" truly lacked compassion.

This would conflict with the "gentle, merciful" image Arthur had previously established.

It might even cause his persona to collapse.

Arthur was absolutely unwilling to see this happen.

Thus, Arthur gave no response at all.

But this did not mean that Arthur had no strategy to deal with the situation.

Or rather...

There was simply no need for Arthur himself to take action.

Clip-clop, clip-clop, clip-clop!

Even the thick carpet could not stop the collision between high heels and steps.

With each crisp sound, Marinda appeared in everyone's view, wearing a black long dress, a white shawl, and red high heels.

Sharpness, with those oppressively deep blue eyes, made everyone attracted by the noise unconsciously bow their heads and turn away, not daring to make eye contact with Marinda.

This was the case for both men and women.

"My dear, am I late?"

Marinda walked up to Arthur and asked softly.

"Not at all, just in time."

A smile that Arthur could hardly suppress appeared at the corner of his mouth.

That kind of polite, courteous smile that seemed to keep everyone at a distance completely disappeared at this moment; everyone could see the Spirit Medium of South Los showing a sincere smile from within when facing the lady before him, undergoing a transformation from a lofty figure to the boy-next-door in an instant.

And the moment Arthur transformed, the previously incisive Marinda also softened, and a gentle look appeared in those deep blue eyes, involuntarily captivating others.

This was love!

Everyone sighed with emotion.

At this moment, people had no time to give their attention to Ms. Yula.

Perhaps moments before, the pitiable Yula could still attract everyone's gaze, but with Marinda's entrance, that radiant brilliance had long overshadowed Yula.

At this moment, she seemed almost transparent.

However, the crowd may have overlooked it.

But Marinda did not overlook it.

She had heard the whole scene clearly just now.

That was why she had come.

Just as now, she walked in front of Yula, a smile appearing on her face.

"Hello, Ms. Yula, I am Marinda Julius Caesar."

As her words sounded, that restrained sharpness appeared once again.

It was more incisive and powerful than before.

Thump!

Joe, who was standing nearby, was so frightened that he collapsed on the spot.

His face was filled with terror as he looked at the lady before him.

Marinda did not wait for Yula to respond and approached the young man, not lowering her body or voice; she spoke word by word—

"You should be thankful that I am praying for my unborn child's blessings."

Dominant!

The crowd watched Marinda at this moment.

Now, people finally understood what the "Lady of the Eternal Night" meant.

Without paying attention to the shocked and incredulous looks of the crowd, Marinda walked straight back to Arthur. They exchanged a smile, interlocked arms, and walked towards the upper deck for a stroll, only leaving behind a pair of silhouettes to the onlookers.

Only when they were certain no one was watching did Marinda finally frown and speak in a hushed tone—

"What the hell are you doing?"