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Chapter 217 0216: Precautions

Ken handed the tribal trade list to McGonagall beside him.

"I am very grateful that you can handle these troubles for me. To be honest, except for Nolin's guests, I am afraid that no one in Thornton Kaya has the brains to settle the accounts for me."

He said very sincerely.

Mag also responded with a smile.

Although they are guests, they have been receiving Ken's help all the time.

Having experienced such an impressive battle together, there is no reason why such a request should be refused.

Besides, both Burke and Mag are actually devoted to this village.

They have seen first-hand that Thornton Kaya has survived the test and developed rapidly.

"I'm going to the main building, can you drop by?"

"It's a great honor, Mr. Ken, I'll go find Nana by the way."

McGonagall smiled, and put the list into the account book with him.

Ken walked into the streets of Thornton Kaya.

The two chatted about the recent trade orders and the number of refugees, and then saw Kuima secretly laughing in front of the [main building].

"I heard Brother Hankey is back?" Ken asked.

Meg stood behind him.

The extremely wretched face of the long-haired tribe instantly appeared in the scholar's mind.

"Oh, cough, yes, Ms. McGonagall." Quema tried to remain serious, "But I have to tell you that there was a little misunderstanding just now."

The nerves of his wild laughter will be unstretched at any time.

Ken said: "I just met Heila who came back. They reported the situation on the way, and also talked to me about the incident at the gate of the village... It's all small problems."

"Oh no, Zhan Jing, the misunderstanding I mentioned happened after that."

After all, Quema couldn't hold back.

He covered his mouth with his hand, trying to counteract the smile in his heart by trembling.

Ken glanced at the main building.

Then he moved closer, raised his eyebrows, and motioned for the other party to speak directly.

Quema took several deep breaths, and whispered at a volume that only three people could hear:
"When John passed by the outlying camp, he saw City's battle flag. This guy actually wanted to strike up a conversation with the other party, and he used a very rude and old-fashioned way to strike up a conversation."

"God."

Mag cried out instantly, covering his open mouth with his hands.

Ken was taken aback for a moment, and then puffed out his cheeks.

"And he really went?"

McGonagall was obviously more eager.

She pushed Ken away, grabbed Kuima and asked, "You didn't stop me, did you?"

Quima spread her arms and shook her head, as if John had asked for everything.

Mag clenched his teeth in an instant, as if he had gnawed someone from the air.

"Okay! This is great!"

She clenched her fists and jumped around several times on the spot, chanting words, from her expression to her tone of voice, there was a sense of great revenge and extra carefree feeling.

"So, do you want to go in with me and have a look?"

Ken pushed aside the fence, waved back the soldiers on guard, and made room to ask.

But the female scholar politely refused, as if she didn't want to get close to that annoying guy again.

With her head held high, she turned and walked deep into the village without even looking for Selina.

Ken and Quema exchanged glances.

They put away their smiles and walked in with serious expressions.

In the back of the living room, the fireplace exudes a warm heat wave, and the carpet is also clean and brand new, showing a warm and elegant appearance.

A small, scarred long-haired man was lying sprawled in the middle.

"Oh, yo, it hurts so much, sir."

He groaned miserably, let the giant's palm rub his body, and complained repeatedly: "Hiss, be gentle, if you cripple me, who will support you in the future!"

"Hi two, long time no see."

Ken sat opposite John, and asked with puzzled eyes: "Sorry, didn't my subordinate protect you well? It seems that this journey is particularly dangerous?"

John flinched under the torture of eyes.

He waved his hand, indicating that the journey was exceptionally smooth, and praised the business capabilities of the Wilderness Walkers Chamber of Commerce, but never mentioned the story of his failure to pick up girls and being beaten by a fat man.

Ken remained serious and listened.

His eyes stayed on the other party's dusty leather coat, he turned his head slightly, and caught a glimpse of the kicked off boots in the distance.

[It was discarded on the way to escape. Judging from the distance, the guy who was hunted down was in a mess. 】

"Pfft, cough, cough, cough."

Ken let the note poke at the point of laughter, and quickly covered his mouth with his hands, trying to hide his real smile.

John let out a groan for a moment.

Overall, the trip was a solid one.

Although John has a vicious mouth, his ability to do things is indeed worthy of praise.

He took a few boxes of goods from Thornton Kaya and went south along the northern commercial road, passing through several [camps] with prosperous trade.

"In the camp, many immigrants from the southern border and natives from the northern border live together. It's similar to Santon Kaya, but there is no unified management right. It belongs to the free port. It's very chaotic!"

Han Qi introduced several impressive places.

He said that through business means, those goods flowed into the hands of several well-connected local dumpers.

"Small quantity, special features, abundant market, everyone likes this kind of business, don't they?"

The snakehead was very satisfied, and the route went smoothly.

The Hanqi brothers were very willing to work hard in handling affairs, and even the two Heila on the return trip did not hesitate to praise themselves in this regard.

The trade route is officially opened.

Thornton Kaya's catch and other supplies can be followed along this road to the [Permanent Frozen Wall].

The Hankey Brothers' journey ends there.

"If you want to continue going south, you have to officially enter the commercial roads of various countries and do business under the nose of the official chamber of commerce. Otherwise, you can only be regarded as a smuggler."

John skillfully explained the difference.

"Of course, I contacted an old friend who can help us take things out. Of course, smugglers are also beneficial. No matter which kingdom we pass through the border, we don't need to pay taxes, but at the same time, we have to bear all the dangers along the way. .”

Ken followed his train of thought for a long time, and felt that this relationship would be useful in the future.

"I have a question."

Ken interrupts John's introduction.

The doubt in his eyes turned into worry, and then he looked at John and asked, "You have reached the Permafrost Wall, right?"

"Yes, sir, this journey has worked me out."

John showed off triumphantly.

Ken continued: "Qi Bing's apostles have migrated on a large scale, and the armies of the countries in the southern borders seem to be active too..."

"Yeah," John cut him off. "There's a mess around the Permafrost High Wall right now, and many forces are interfering! I'm afraid we'll have to wait until the hunting season starts, the event on the Red Maple High Wall ends, and those awesome war banners are free to clean up... North The trade atmosphere at the border will be more friendly."

Ken nodded, noncommittal.

He paid more attention to another thing: "I want to know, did you pay attention to keeping a low profile when you came back from such a messy place?"

The doubt in John's eyes lingered: "What do you mean?"

Ken sighed and said, "You may have brought someone's eyes back to the tribe."

(End of this chapter)