Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 840: Chapter 84: Men and Women Working Together Lighten the Load

At lunchtime, Song Tianyou sent Uncle Wu over to bring Luo Qiu to the hall.

Shortly after, Song Ying also arrived, having changed her clothes, her hair still not completely dry, probably just having bathed.

“Grandfather.”

Song Ying called out affectionately, then sat down, ignoring Luo Qiu who was at the same table, treating him as if he were air.

According to Song Family’s rules, when the master eats, the servants only serve on the side, even someone like Uncle Wu could only stand quietly behind Song Tianyou.

Actually, they would finish eating earlier or be arranged somewhere else—like Gan Hong, currently dining in the adjacent hall with the people of Han Residence. Of course, most of them were the security personnel of Han Residence.

The atmosphere there was naturally different from here, yet the atmosphere here didn’t seem quite good either. Elder Song, experienced and shrewd, surely noticed Song Ying’s disregard for Luo Qiu, but he didn’t plan to point it out.

Elder Song had spent decades searching for the whereabouts of his brother, incomparable in patience to ordinary people. He simply smiled and said, “Everyone’s here, let’s eat.”

Not until Song Tianyou spoke did Song Ying move to pick up her bowl and chopsticks. She then put a dish in Song Tianyou’s bowl, and only then did she turn to her own—seeing Luo Qiu still unmoving, she shot him a glance.

A very peculiar look, somewhat reproachful.

Only then did Luo Qiu place a dish into Song Tianyou’s bowl… recalling that it had been many years since he last did so. Back then, his father was still around.

“Luo Qiu didn’t grow up in the Song Family and doesn’t have so many rules,” Song Tianyou smiled slightly, “Just follow your own way.”

Luo Qiu nodded, tasted the pine nut mandarin fish in front of him and found the taste quite good, then asked curiously, “Is the chef here named Uncle Si?”

Song Tianyou nodded, “He is Uncle Wu’s elder brother, how does it suit your palate?”

“The sourness is just right,” Luo Qiu nodded.

Song Tianyou laughed, “Uncle Si’s ancestors were imperial chefs, and once presided over a Manchu Han banquet for Emperor Qianlong. Indeed, some culinary skills were passed down.”

Song Tianyou also picked up a piece of pine nut mandarin fish and tasted it, “Hmm, not bad…”

He set the chopsticks down and looked at Luo Qiu, “Uncle Si has quite a few secret family recipes, you’ll get to taste them all in time.”

“Having the opportunity to learn them is enough,” Luo Qiu nodded cheerfully.

The conversation here was joyful, making Song Ying feel somewhat forgotten, seemingly displeased… She couldn’t understand why this guy just casually said something that opened up the atmosphere—it was clearly just an ordinary polite remark, wasn’t it?

Song Ying placed another dish into Song Tianyou’s bowl and said, “Grandfather, guess who I found?”

Song Tianyou asked curiously, “Who did you find?”

Song Ying at this moment replied seriously, “God of Gamblers, Tu Shenyi.”

Song Tianyou raised an eyebrow, his chopsticks which he had just picked up were set down in surprise, “You really found him?”

Song Ying nodded, “Moreover, it’s unexpected that Tu Shenyi has been here with us, living in seclusion in an estate for several years, growing grapes and making wine.”

Song Tianyou pondered, “Tu Shenyi disappeared ten years ago, many gamblers around the world have been searching for him. To think he was right under our noses… couldn’t see the forest for the trees… Little Ying, have you had any contact with Tu Shenyi?”

Song Ying shook her head, “No direct contact, I fear a sudden visit might upset him. Furthermore, our people found some others who also seem to want to trouble Tu Shenyi, though their origins are yet unknown.”

Song Tianyou contemplated for a moment, “After the year’s start, the biennial gambling championship should begin again, right?”

“The date has been set, it’s three months later, but the location hasn’t been decided yet.” Song Ying said in a focused manner, “Last year, our people lost by thirty million to Boss Zhong’s Four Seasons Casino… Grandfather, this time, I don’t want to lose.”

“Boss Zhong… Old Zhong.” Song Tianyou muttered, “Last year I heard that old guy was on the brink, but suddenly he became spirited again. I thought Zhong Family would have internal conflict, but unexpectedly, it transitioned smoothly… That old guy has good fortune, though his son is lacking, his grandchildren are worthy of being among the elite.”

As Song Tianyou spoke, he suddenly looked at Luo Qiu, seeing him eating without a ripple, he asked suddenly, “Luo Qiu, are you interested in witnessing legends of the underworld?”

“God of Gamblers?” Luo Qiu paused his chopsticks.

Song Tianyou then smiled slightly, “It’s a rare opportunity, why not go with Little Ying to invite this God of Gamblers out of retirement? Our Group places significant importance on next year’s tournament and has reasons for wanting to win. If we could secure Tu Shenyi’s presence, it would be a big help.”

Before Luo Qiu could speak, Song Ying frowned in opposition, “I object!”

Song Tianyou curiously asked, “What’s the reason?”

“He…” Song Ying said seriously, “Grandfather… Although he isn’t an outsider, he has just come to the Song Family, knows nothing, I’m afraid he’ll be not helpful, but cause trouble instead.”

Song Ying keenly caught on to Song Tianyou’s intention… Grandfather was planning to let Luo Qiu take charge of the Song Family, using this opportunity to offer him a merit.

Song Tianyou stated, “Consider it a training, besides, I trust that with you there, things won’t go awry… This matter is settled. Luo Qiu will stay here for a period, can’t let him be idle.”

Song Ying wanted to argue, but Song Tianyou waved his hand, “Let’s eat, the dishes are getting cold.”

Song Ying had no choice but to vent a breath of frustration, glared hatefully at Luo Qiu, who blinked… seemingly I haven’t agreed, have I?

…

…

Similarly, during mealtime, some enjoy exquisite cuisine, others are eating hastily on the road, while some miss lunch due to busy work schedules.

There are also those consuming special food. How special might it be… for instance, human organs.

The eater is a strange creature, it has three ferocious heads. Two heads are sharing a fresh heart, while the third head is tearing into a bright red liver held down by its paws.

Charlotte, in a black dress, walked past this monstrous dog, which growled softly at Charlotte but instantly lowered its head when caught in her gaze.

It was a cold and dissatisfied look… The three-headed monster didn’t want to be treated as a dog, so it silently dragged the female corpse it was on to a corner, continuing its tearing.

Charlotte snorted coldly, sat down, a group of bats flying in the air worked together to bring her a glass of crimson beverage.

Charlotte eyed the shadows around… these were Lord Lucifer’s ’employees’. But now, with Lucifer missing and the original bar destroyed when Lucifer’s power erupted.

Although a replacement venue was found, it hasn’t opened yet. She used the excuse that Lucifer was still fighting an Indigenous Deity to temporarily keep things under wraps, but this can’t be a long-term solution.

Charlotte planned to use her crystal ball for divination.

But at this moment, a burly man wearing a wrestling mask walked up to Charlotte, “Miss Charlotte, Harfuv has disappeared.”

Charlotte immediately stopped her hands that were caressing the crystal ball, and asked in confusion, “Disappeared? What happened? Didn’t I ask it to track Bucky’s whereabouts?”

The man with the wrestling mask said, “That’s right, Harfuv came back the day before yesterday. However, you were resting at that time, so I didn’t dare disturb you. It said it had already caught Bucky’s scent and was preparing to track it. But it’s been two days, and it still hasn’t returned.”

Charlotte furrowed her brows, picked up the crystal ball in her hands, and slowly said, “Link… Secret Trove of Pride!”

This was a door the man with the wrestling mask couldn’t see clearly… the so-called Secret Trove of Pride was actually a place where Lucifer stored the soul stones of her many servants and some secret treasures.

Each “employee” had their soul stone stored inside.

At this moment, Charlotte furrowed her brows and said, “Harfuv’s soul stone has shattered… it is already dead.”

“What?” The man with the wrestling mask was shocked, “Isn’t Harfuv a Three-Star Demon? Who could easily kill it… could it be a helper of the Indigenous Deity Her Majesty the Queen is dealing with?”

“Go and search around, even if dead, it must have left some traces.” Charlotte said calmly, “In any case, first find out where Harfuv disappeared last… take Qiqi with you.”

Qiqi was the name of the three-headed monstrous dog tearing at a woman’s corpse crouched in the corner.

Just as Charlotte felt like she had another troublesome matter on her hands, another unexpected guest appeared outside the door of this new bar.

It was none other than Mozart… Wolfgang, with ten rings of pearl-like luster on his hands and a head of flowing golden curls!

“Oh, beautiful Miss Charlotte, it’s a pleasure to see you again.”

Charlotte looked rather helplessly at this guy who, no matter how you looked at him, seemed to be saying, “I am very rich,” and impatiently said, “I’m quite busy right now, no time to entertain you.”

Wolfgang revealed his pearly white teeth and smiled, “It’s okay, I’m just here to perform for Lord Lucifer… today is already Tuesday, Miss Charlotte. Also, thanks to Lord Lucifer’s great power displayed last week, I gained inspiration during the storm and composed a new piece, an End of Days tune, I would love for the Lord to listen to it.”

Almost forgot about this… Charlotte rubbed her temples and could only say, “Well, you’re not here at the right time, Lucifer is not here right now.”

Wolfgang was taken aback, then closed his eyes in thought, and said in confusion, “Hmm… indeed, the notes in the wind tell me the Lord is indeed not here… nor nearby.”

Charlotte was taken aback and hastily asked, “You can sense it?”

Wolfgang quickly replied, “Miss Charlotte, please don’t misunderstand. I never dared disturb Lord Lucifer. Even finding this place, it was only because of the presence of demonic aura here.”

Charlotte’s heart was moved, and she gave Wolfgang a particular look, soon after, the two arrived at a quiet place.

Then Charlotte said, “You know about Lucifer’s outburst of power last week, right?”

Wolfgang nodded and then said, “To dare release such immense power in the mundane world, only Lord Lucifer could achieve that… truly envious for us. By the way, do you know why the Lord did so?”

Employees needn’t know what happened that day, but Wolfgang’s situation was different… perhaps his abilities could assist in locating where Lucifer was now. Moreover, Charlotte believed the other party wouldn’t refuse, after all, Wolfgang needed to perform enough compositions for Lucifer to fulfill their original agreement.

Hence Charlotte briefly mentioned some crucial matters of that day.

After listening, Wolfgang furrowed his brows deeply, with a solemn expression, “Silver chains from the Void… even troubling the Lord?”

Charlotte said, “Hmph, if it weren’t in the mundane world, Lucifer wouldn’t be hesitant!”

Wolfgang agreed with a nod, “Indeed, with the Lord’s power, if truly erupted, it could have been an actual apocalypse, not just that… however, the power behind these silver chains did outwit the Lord, that is a fact as well. Hmm… silver chains.”

“Do you know something?” Charlotte hurriedly asked.

Wolfgang shook his head, “As far as I know, those who commonly use chains as weapons indeed exist… but truly, they might not possess such power to this extent. The key is, after that battle, the Lord completely vanished, making it even more intriguing.”

“Lucifer certainly isn’t in mortal danger.” Charlotte affirmed, “Otherwise, we would all know… she very likely ventured into some Lost Lands.”

“If that’s the case, it indeed complicates matters.” Wolfgang said, “Crossing different limits and seeking in various subplanes is not my strong suit.”

“Can even you Transcendents do nothing about it?” Charlotte frowned.

Wolfgang smiled slightly and said, “It’s only that our fields differ… let me return through a dimensional seam once, and ask a friend for help. There’s no one better at space traversal than that person.”

“I’ll wait for your news.” Charlotte nodded.

Wolfgang then took out a strange badge and stepped backward into a torn crack in front of Charlotte…

…

Spearing a piece of crispy golden meat with a fork and stuffing it into his mouth, Bucky chewed with relish.

“This underling of mine is quite capable, finding me three entry-level guys so quickly…” Bucky swallowed the piece of meat, which made his taste buds explode, and licked his lips, “Ms. You Ye, it seems soon, the Divine Nation here within me will truly emerge!”

This was Mr. Besong’s mansion.

As an enthusiastic follower, Mr. Besong even vacated his room for the use of this ‘divine envoy,’ while he and his wife moved to a guest room.

Mr. Besong’s wife had some complaints about this, but after receiving the ‘divine envoy’s’ blessing and feeling the miraculous disappearance of the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, she had no objections at all. In fact, that night, she sneaked into the ‘divine envoy’s’ bed while Mr. Besong slept.

Bucky was delighted to accept this and spent several hours bestowing glory upon Mrs. Besong, and agreed that this sacred act would continue henceforth.

“That’s good.” You Ye glanced indifferently at Bucky, “Once the number reaches a hundred, I’ll help you create another miracle to solidify their faith in you. Once you have a hundred fervent followers, the foundation will be laid.”

What else could Bucky say?

Of course, he continued licking the plate…

The maid had been preparing this kind of meat these past two days, which was simply amazing!

He felt that these past two days, his spiritual power had been cultivated exceptionally fast!

Bucky belched, and his pupils were suddenly tinged with a dim green glow.