Convincing Zarick

It was still the same reception hall as before, but today, Zarick had taken Sanita's place.

"Kid, cut the nonsense. I've been busy lately. Just tell me why you asked me here."

Zarick sat boldly in his chair with his arms crossed, looking down on them with an overwhelmingly domineering presence.

After sensing that Roland was up to no good, he immediately put up his guard, lest Roland lead him into a trap while he was not paying attention.

As though he could not see Zarick's wary expression, Roland remained warmly smiling, calling him godfather every other word.

Luckily, Junot was not here. Otherwise, he would have exploded. He would not call his own father, yet he acknowledged a dragon as his godfather?

"Godfather, Leslie will now introduce you to a trade plan worth over a hundred million gold coins a year."

Zarick neither agreed nor disagreed. His expression remained unchanged as he merely shifted his gaze toward Leslie.

Facing one of the continent's foremost experts, Leslie was somewhat nervous at first. However, he quickly composed himself, opened the documents, and said with bright eyes and complete confidence,

"Dragon King Zarick, this trade plan requires the dragon race to pay nothing at all. Every year, you can receive resources worth no less than fifty million gold coins for free."

"..."

Leslie then laid out the entire smuggling trade plan between the Kailan Kingdom, the demons, and Roland. He spoke vividly and extravagantly, making it sound immensely enticing.

Yet when Leslie finished speaking, Zarick did not respond for a long time. There was not even the slightest trace of interest in his eyes.

This left Roland secretly puzzled. Zarick had been willing to help him for thirty million gold coins before, so why was he completely unmoved now by the enormous