civilwarnovels Chapter 487 One Slap
Chapter 487 One Slap
Chapter 487 A Slap
They just let Leo go.
It turns out that when John the Holy City Lord said "send him back," he did not mean sending him back to prison.
Instead, it was sent to Leo's own place—on that sturdy ship, the Silk Veil.
Then the handsome warrior immediately returned to report.
Leo was wearing tattered clothes, with bloodstains still clinging to his body.
After each battle, gladiators are given the opportunity to bathe to clean their wounds and prevent infection.
Of course, free medical care is not provided.
But investors will bring in doctors, provided the gladiator is worth saving.
Therefore, at this moment, Leo was covered in dirt.
But it doesn't matter.
Freedom! He has gained freedom! With his immense wealth, he could easily buy a natural hot spring.
But at this moment, all he wanted was to return to his own ship.
On the swaying wooden plank, Leo felt actually more at ease.
Even though he was only a few steps away, his heart was pounding with anxiety.
Finally, he returned to the ship.
Everyone on the deck turned their gaze toward Leo.
Ah—Leo was currently unshaven and dressed in rags; they probably didn't recognize him as their captain.
It wasn't until someone approached Leo that he asked with a hint of doubt, "Could it be—you are Captain Leo?"
"Yes----"
When the words left his mouth, Leo realized that his voice was a little hoarse.
This is a hoarse voice from being moved!
Leo took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.
"Captain, what happened to you? Wait here, I'll go get Ms. Shirley."
Shirley? Why did you call her here at this time?
Before Leo could even find out what was going on, the other person had already run away.
Leo didn't pay any attention and went back to his captain's cabin.
The layout of the captain's cabin was exactly the same as before he left, which brought him a sense of warmth.
He walked to the drawing table and sat down in the chair.
In an instant, Leo felt completely powerless.
He completely relaxed.
it's over----
everything is over.
But just then, the door to the captain's cabin was rudely pushed open from the outside.
Leo looked over and saw Shirley walking angrily towards him.
Mahan followed behind Xia Li, and judging from his actions and expressions, he seemed to be trying to persuade her about something.
So what are you trying to persuade us about?
Just as Leo was confused, Shirley had already arrived in front of him—
"Snapped!"
A loud slap landed on Leo's face.
Leo was completely stunned, not even having time to be angry.
At the same time, Mahan's voice could be heard: "Oh my God! Shirley, what are you doing? How could you hit Mr. Leo? He's our investor."
"Shut up," Shirley said, not even bothering to look back at Mahan. "I have to slap him, otherwise he won't know how much he's wronged me."
Anger did not arise; instead, Leo remained unusually calm: "What do you mean?"
"You owe me, Leo," Shirley almost roared. "You tricked, you practically kidnapped, Mahan and me. We had such bright futures ahead of us. We were scholars at Greenwood University, well-paid and respected."
"I'm sorry about this, but I already apologized," Leo said. "Besides, I promised you generous compensation, so why bring it up again now?"
"Because you left Mahan and me in the city, and neither of us speaks fluent Mandarin, do you know how much risk we were taking in this foreign land?"
"I didn't want this to happen either, but I had an accident," Leo said.
"Of course I know, so this is what you owe me," Shirley said. "After you disappeared for a day, I organized the people on the ship to look for you, only to find that you had been captured and taken to the arena. And I have been running around all day trying to get you out, exhausting myself in the process."
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Hearing this, Leo was stunned: "Wait, get me out? But I was released by John Justinian, the Holy Lord of Sun City!"
"Ha!" Shirley sneered. "Do you think Justinian is watching the duel today and meeting with you privately? You don't really think your brilliant performance will win the favor of the Holy City Lord and earn you a private audience, do you?"
Upon hearing this, Leo was speechless for a moment.
"It's me!" Shirley said, touching her chest. "I visited all the important figures in Sun City, and in the end, I could only seek help from the Justinian family. After some twists and turns, I finally found the savior John you mentioned."
Leo was momentarily incredulous at these words; it was actually Shirley—
After calming down, Leo regained his composure: "I will not forget your kindness, and I will certainly repay it. But as a businessman, I feel there is something unreasonable in your words. No one helps others for no reason."
"This is especially true for those with power and money, because power and money have become their weapons and armor. So, Miss Shirley, I think you must have reached some kind of agreement with John, right?"
After he finished speaking, Leo noticed that Shirley's emotions had finally calmed down a bit.
Leo squinted, convinced that his guess was correct.
Then, Shirley replied, "I had no other choice but to make a deal to get Justinian to lend a hand. You must know that during the days you were missing, I was the backbone of this ship. I could have ordered it to sail back to the Far East, but I didn't abandon you."
"I don't mean to blame you, and I truly admire your sense of responsibility—but, Miss, what conditions did you make?"
You have to do them a favor.
"What kind of help?"
However, Shirley shook her head: "I don't know either. He said he would discuss it with you."
The unspeakable cost is like gambling on a rough gemstone.
On the rough, ugly surface of a stone, a translucent, chipped corner is revealed. Investing a huge sum of money in this could make you rich instantly, or it could leave you penniless.
The problem is that Shirley has already made the deal, and there's no room for her to back out.
Although Leo felt uneasy, he couldn't blame Shirley.
On the contrary, he believed that Shirley must have made the best decision at the time.
But right now, does Leo insist on waiting for time to pass and then waiting for John Justinian's summons?
Running away might be a good option.
Thinking of this, Leo asked, "Is the Silk Veil ready to set sail at any time?"
“I am always ready, but,” Shirley paused, “Justinian specifically instructed that his personal consent must be obtained before setting sail from his port.”
Leo could tell that this was both a warning and a threat.
He immediately understood why John had instructed the soldier to return Leo to the ship.
This was telling Leo that they knew the ship's location and were monitoring it.
If Leo dares to break the contract and run away—he will likely perish at sea with the ship.