As the sedan continued to move forward, a faint Strange Odor was introduced into her nasal cavity. Xue Yi couldn't help but lift the curtain and peek outside, a trace of surprise and confusion immediately flashed in her eyes.
She thought about many places, including Silk Street, the outskirts of Aegon's Hill, and even inside the Red Keep.
But I didn't expect that Corleone would let someone bring him here!
Her beautiful brows were knitted together, fear and disappointment constantly intertwined in her heart.
Why would a man like that, who was treated as an equal by James Ser and who made nobles like Herb·Lake willing to run errands, stay in a place like this?
This was far from her imagination of the residence of a big shot who could directly communicate with Lord Tywin, and it was not even comparable to the residence of some wealthy businessmen in Eel Alley.
"Master Lake!"
Looking at the rows of low and compact shacks in front of her, Xue Yi gritted her teeth and finally asked aloud, "Did we go the wrong way...
Hearing this, Lake, who was in the front, turned back with a slight smile on his lips.
"Surprised, right?"
His tone was casual, with a slight sense of superiority. "To be honest, I was very surprised when I first came here."
"Please rest assured, miss, although I don't know why Lord Corleone likes this place so much, he is working hard to change it."
"In my opinion, this may be a unique way for him to realize his self-worth."
Seeing his relaxed look, Xue Yi felt a little relieved and looked out the window again.
At this time, she was surprised to find that although the streets of this once notorious Flea Bottom were still narrow, the mountains of garbage that used to be there had disappeared.
The smell of cheap disinfectant and old dirt lingers in the air.
The road seemed to have been roughly smoothed, and you could even see people patrolling at night with a strip of cloth wrapped around their right arm.
How is this possible!
Xue Yi's eyes widened and she looked in disbelief at those people who were still moving around freely in the middle of the night.
You know, since that riot, the Prime Minister has announced a comprehensive curfew in King's Landing. Anyone who appears on the streets at night will be punished with death, let alone in a sensitive place like Flea Bottom!
It's okay to enter the city by yourself and others. After all, you have the golden robe to open the way, but even these guys who look like civilians at first glance have privileges?
Does this mean that Corleone has the privilege to go against the Prime Minister's decision?
With this bold guess flashing through her mind, Xue Yi couldn't help but feel far more curious about the man she had met once before, and even a little bit... awe.
The team finally stopped at the deepest point.
Xue Yi got off the sedan, raised her head, and saw a wooden sign hanging at the door, with House of Order written on it.
This kind of name...
She swallowed, then took the back of Herb's extended hand, carefully lifted the hem of her skirt and walked inside.
There were two guards standing at the door. They were not like ordinary street gangsters, but stood silently. Seeing their arrival, they bowed slightly to Herb and moved out of the way.
All the way forward, the interior space is open and the walls are covered with torches.
She looked up and saw Corleone sitting upright on the only high-backed wooden chair, with a shadow covering most of his body and only the candlelight illuminating the side of his face.
Xue Yi was about to step forward excitedly, but was held back by Herb.
Looking at Herb in confusion, she found that he was pointing forward. Looking along, Xue Yi found a man kneeling not far in front of Corleone. However, he was ignored because he was covered by the shadow of Corleone.
"You instigated Ragged Shirt"Wes people and challenged the rules I set."
Corleone's voice echoed in the hall. It was not loud, but its momentum made Xue Yi feel a shiver down her spine.
"Tell me, who do you work for?"
As soon as these words came out, the man suddenly raised his head, his face full of snot and tears. "Please be kind, Lord Corleone!"
"I don't know his name, that... that's a Mercenary, he gave me money, three Silver Stag!"
"Oh, by the way... He... His eyes and hair are black, his expression is as ferocious as a wolf, there is a scar on the left side of his face, and he always talks in strange quotes...
His description made Corleone immediately think of the guard Mercenary beside little Tyrion.
"Three Silver Stag..." He chuckled, as if he heard some big joke, "I will bring you cleanliness, food and work."
"I will completely transform this dirty place and turn it into the most prosperous and affluent neighborhood in the seven the Seven Kingdoms. Every one of you will be shaded by this."
"But you told me that just for three Silver Stag, you let me sow the seeds of chaos again on the streets I just cleaned!"
Boom!!
After the words fell, the man couldn't even say anything to beg for mercy, so he was overwhelmed by Corleone's momentum and fell directly to the ground.
[Dignity Iv3]
That's right, Corleone did not use the one thousand Gold Dragon to buy food, but instead used them to upgrade this skill level again.
He thought for a long time and found that neither swordsmanship, Insight nor Medicine could make a qualitative leap in his strength.
And [Dignity]'s pretentious... negotiation skills allow him to gain the upper hand in many cases, at least in King's Landing and among Game of Thrones.
Fortunately, the system did not disappoint Corleone. After upgrading [Dignity] to Iv3, he could clearly feel the improvement. With the blessing of the environment and tone, he could even scare some people with poor psychological quality to the ground.
The man in front of me is the best proof.
Corleone even doubts that if this skill is upgraded to Iv5, it will have the same exaggerated effect as Conqueror's Haki, glaring at everyone and making them faint.
The hall fell into silence, but this was more frightening than any rebuke. Everyone could feel the extremely real sense of oppression on Corleone, like an invisible boulder pressing on everyone's heart.
Even Xue Yi, who was far away, held her breath unconsciously, and her palms were sweating.
"I'll give you a chance to live."
Finally, Corleone slowly raised his head and leaned on the back of the chair, his whole body shrouded in shadow.
"Thank you!"
The momentum dissipated, and the man on the ground cried bitterly and shouted, "Seven gods above, Lord Corleone, thank you for your kindness...
"I will never dare again! Never again...
In the shadow, he raised a finger and said in an understatement, "The instigator should have his tongue pulled out."
"Let him always learn to remain silent."
"Yes! Lord Corleone!"
Behind him, Rorge grinned and immediately strode forward.
But at this time, Corleone ordered again, "Don't do it in my place, take it farther away."
Hearing this, Rorge grabbed the man's collar and walked out the door like he was dragging an animal to be slaughtered. However, the man was completely limp and didn't even have the strength to cry. He could only let him drag him and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
From the beginning to the end, none of the five golden robes behind Xue Yi responded, and this acquiescence shocked her even more.
It was only then that Corleone slowly stood up from his seat. He walked up to Xue Yi with a just right smile on his face.
"Miss Shae."
Corleone bowed slightly, his movements were smooth and elegant, and his tone was extremely gentle. He was completely different from when he ordered the person to pull out his tongue just now, "Please forgive me for my poor greeting."
"I'm really sorry that your beautiful eyes have seen some unpleasant things. I hope I didn't scare you."
As he spoke, he extended his hand and invited. "Dinner is ready, please come with me."
"Only good food and good wine can wash away the dust."
This gesture was simply impeccable. Although Xue Yi was a little frightened, she could only subconsciously bow slightly in return. "You... you are too polite, Mr. Corleone."
"The task you assigned has been completed, so I won't disturb you two."
At this time, Herb on the side also said goodbye to Corleone in a timely manner, and raised his eyebrows at him in a subtle way, and the obscene thoughts in it were self-evident.
But Corleone didn't point it out, but nodded slightly. "I will visit Brown Castle another day to discuss a business deal, Your Excellency."
After a brief exchange of greetings, Herb left with the golden robe.
Of course, except for Herb, each of them received one Gold Dragon as reward.
Walking up the stairs to the second floor, Corleone and Xue Yi entered a relatively private space.
On the long table covered with a crisp white linen tablecloth, silver candlesticks, exquisite porcelain and wine glasses shine.
The air is filled with the aroma of barbecue and a hint of spices.
In order to decorate this environment, Corleone spent almost all the money he had brought back from the river belt.
But it doesn't matter.
Because he knew very well that after today, he would no longer be short of this little money.
"Please take a seat."
He personally pulled out a chair for Xue Yi, and Corleone also walked to the other end of the table and took a seat.
Servants filed in and brought all kinds of dishes to the table. The dazzling array of food made Shae, who had been working in the Red Keep for a long time, a little overwhelmed. For a moment, she didn't know where to start.
"These are the oysters just shipped from Blackwater Bay today. They are served with lemon juice and Tarragon. They are very delicious."
As if he noticed her embarrassment, Corleone did not laugh at her, but introduced the dish to her personally, "This is crab claw peninsula style grilled crab. Although it is not as good as Arbor lobster, it is worse than fresh."
As he spoke, he raised his hand to signal the waiter to pour the wine, and the crimson liquid rippled in the crystal cup.
"Summer Red from Dorne, fifteen years old."
"The taste is mellow, with a hint of desert sunshine. There was plenty of rain in Dorne that year, and the grapes grew particularly well. I hope you like it."
Every word he spoke seemed casual, but he quietly demonstrated his financial resources, connections and elegant taste.
Xue Yi slowly calmed down from the initial shock and was completely immersed in the atmosphere she had dreamed of, wrapped in power, elegance and luxury.
This is a world away from the oppression she endured at Stoke Worth and the shady relationship she had with Tyrion.
She usually drinks better than Tyrion, but after two sips of wine, she actually got a little drunk.