THE STRONGEST WAR GOD - Season 3 Episode 7
At this moment, Yuzo Quon’s eyes were filled with doubt and shock.
Braydon Neal was extremely sharp. He asked gently, “You know him?”
“No, no, I don’t!”
Yuzo was not trying anything funny.
On the contrary, he was a little absent-minded, and his breathing was a little erratic.
The moment Tristan Yandell entered, he saw the mess in the courtyard and almost exploded in anger. “Old Man Zito, what are you doing?!”
“I’m planting vegetables. These flowers and plants are good-looking but useless. It’s better to plant some vegetables.”
Old Man Zito stuck out his butt and said honestly.
Tristan was so angry that he laughed. “You country bumpkin. The Neal family is such a big manor, do you think they lack vegetables? These flowers are worth at least 100,000 if you buy them outside.”
Old Man Zito acted as if he did not hear him and continued to play with his chives.
Yuzo was at the side, and it was obvious that something was wrong.
“Old Man Zito, get up. I brought you an old friend!” Braydon said softly.
“You went to Small Zito village?”
Old Man Zito stood up abruptly, thinking that someone familiar from Small Zito village was here.
Braydon stood there with his hands behind his back. He looked calm and collected, but he was looking at Old Man Zito and Yuzo’s expressions.
In the end, the moment the two old fellows looked at each other, Old Man Zito’s face darkened. “Where did this old Daoist come from? What old friend? I don’t even know him!
“He doesn’t look like him!”
Yuzo sighed softly. He was someone who had died forty years ago. How could he be an old friend?
“Who?” Tristan asked curiously.
“A friend who died forty years ago.”
Yuzo’s expression was a little desolate.
Clearly, a figure like him also had a past.
Old Man Zito pretended not to hear him and continued to plant chives. However, he was squatting with his face facing the soil. His eyes were small to begin with, but they suddenly narrowed into a slit. There were faint tears at the corners of his eyes.
Who knew what Old Man Zito was up to this time.
Tristan’s gaze was unfriendly. “Old Man Zito, you’re already in your seventies or eighties. Why are you still planting aphrodisiac grass? Are you thinking about finding an eligible woman so that you can have someone carry your family name?”
“Get lost!”
Old Man Zito was angry.
Tristan’s gaze was suspicious. He tilted his head and looked at Old Man Zito with a dumbfounded expression. “Are you crying?”
“No! There’s dirt in my eyes. Blow it out for me.”
Old Man Zito shamelessly asked Tristan to blow at his eyes.
Tristan had goosebumps all over his body. He said in disgust, “You should just die.”
Tristan entered the house and saw Braydon in the living room, teasing Ginny Neal.
“What did you see?” Braydon asked indifferently.
“These two old men are not easy to deal with. They both have secrets!”
Tristan was not a fool. His gaze gradually turned solemn.
Tristan had been able to get information from Old Man Zito from time to time. Now, there was Yuzo Quon, and he was a king-level character.
He had to investigate thoroughly.
When Yuzo entered the Neal family manor, something was amiss the moment he saw Old Man Zito.
In the end, Old Man Zito acted even more strangely. He squatted on the ground and started crying secretly.
Tristan felt disgusted by what he saw.
Braydon pinched his sister’s round face and chuckled. “Ginny, you’ve gained weight!”
“Brother, that’s baby fat!” Tristan muttered softly.
Braydon glanced at him, feeling that he truly deserved the beating he had received from Yuzo back at Quon Temple.
“There’s a parent-teacher meeting in the afternoon. Big Brother, can you send me there?” Ginny said innocently.
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“Alright!” Braydon pinched her nose dotingly and had her go to the manor to play by herself.
After the little girl left the living room.
Braydon’s thin lips moved slightly. “Contact Luther. Tell him to investigate Old Man Zito and Yuzo Quon. The secrets of these two old bones have piqued my interest.”
“Yes, Sir!”
Tristan also wanted to find out the secrets Yuzo and Old Man Zito were hiding.
In the small courtyard of the villa, the two old men quickly started chatting. They seemed to get along very well as they talked about what kind of vegetables were better.
“Elder brother, how many years have you known Lord Northern King?” Yuzo was a little curious.
“I came two days earlier than you!” Old Man Zito gritted his teeth.
“Were you coerced into coming here?” Yuzo probed.
“You too?” Old Man Zito’s face darkened.
…
In the end, Yuzo silently nodded his head.
Both of them had been threatened by Braydon Neal.
The threat was the same. If they were of no use to him, he would kill without mercy.
Instantly, the two old men felt even closer, as if they were bosom friends who had fallen from grace.
Tristan leaned against the window and looked at the two old men. He muttered, “Why are my eyelids twitching when these two old fellows are together?”
He muttered to himself.
Louis Neal came to the small courtyard early in the morning and saw that there were more and more people in his son’s villa. There was also an old Daoist priest.
“Braydon, who is that old Daoist priest?” he asked.
“I caught him last night at Preston mountains. From now on, let him live in the Neal family manor.” Braydon explained.
Louis nodded. “That’s not a problem. Let me tell you some good news. Our Neal Corporation has successfully gone public and passed the initial public offering. The investment department under your name is now an independent subsidiary. It’s a wholly owned subsidiary of our Neal Corporation!”
Braydon did not know much about this matter.
…
The investment department had been handed over to Xandra Milton to manage.
Louis said, “You and your fourth uncle are both the vice general managers of the Neal Corporation. I want your fourth uncle to be in charge of the Starbright manufacturing project. What do you think?”
“Sure. When the time comes, let Fourth Uncle contact Colin Spades, the representative of Starbright Manufacturing. The two sides will cooperate. The Neal family will provide the core technology of the anti-gravity device and the management of the factory’s production line. Starbright Manufacturing will be in charge!” Braydon sat down.
Colin Spades had already revealed his thoughts on this matter.
However, Louis wanted Braydon to stay in the Neal Corporation and work there in the future.
“Braydon, you’re the eldest son of the Neal family,” he said earnestly. “You’ll inherit the Neal family in the future. The Neal Corporation is also yours. You can’t leave everything to Xandra.”
“I’ll go to the company often in the future.”
Braydon smiled lightly and did not explain anything.
The corner of Tristan’s mouth twitched slightly. In regard to Louis’ words, he clearly had some thoughts.
Braydon was the commander of the northern army!
As long as Braydon was alive, he would forever be the Northern King.
The Northern King had the final say in the eight-thousand-mile territory of the north.
The Neal Corporation seemed to be very rich, but compared to the position of the Northern King, it was insignificant.
Therefore, Braydon’s focus would not be on the Neal Corporation.
Braydon would not inherit everything from the Neal family.
What he wanted to inherit was the eight-thousand-miles of land in the northern territory, as well as the entire northern army.
These things were not easy to explain to Louis.
Louis was responsible for the rise and fall of the Neal Family, and he only had the Neal Family in his eyes.
However, Braydon was not only the eldest son of the Neal family, but also the Northern King. He guarded the mountains and rivers in the north and shouldered the expectations of millions of his comrades.
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