The World of Deities

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Su Ye did not anticipate that things would develop this way. He smiled and said, "I would like to know the terms of your investment."

Hamon laughed. "I am a person who is very particular about my reputation. I am also a very fair person. So I will let you choose the conditions."

Su Ye looked at Hamon, then picked up a fig and placed it into his mouth. He chewed slowly.

Hamon said, "I can give you 200 Gold Eagles right now!"

"Father…" Hutton exclaimed in shock but was stopped by Hamon's gaze.

Even Senat let out a look of shock. He then quickly masked his expression.

Su Ye was not surprised. He smiled. "You are a merchant with the best foresight I have seen thus far."

Hamon looked satisfied. He said, "I like a child who speaks the truth. But you must know that while I am a merchant, I am, even more so, a father."

The smile on Hamon's face disappeared.

Su Ye was still smiling.

Hamon continued, "I seek nothing but profits. I shamelessly seek personal gain. I am opportunistic and have dabbled in many things that should not have been messed around with. But I am ultimately Hutton's father. My investments will not be placed above my love for him."

Hutton looked at his father, and his nose turned sour. His eyes were filled with adoration for his father.

Hamon patted Hutton's shoulder and looked at Su Ye. "My condition for investing in you is very simple. You will bow down and ask my son for forgiveness now, then be his friend who's slightly lower in status. You will help my son at suitable moments. Of course, if you manage to forge a deeper friendship with him and become true friends, I would not mind if you beat him up three times a day if it is for his own good. The premise is that you have to truly want to help my son."

"Friend of a slightly lower status? You mean follower?" Su Ye now had a weird sentiment mixed within his smile.

"Far superior to a follower. In my eyes, you are my nephew." There was a shred of sincerity in Hamon's tone.

Su Ye looked at Hamon and sighed gently. He turned to look at Hutton and said, "If you had ten percent of your father's wisdom, no, even if it was just one percent, you would not have been beaten up so badly by me."

"You…" Hutton felt his fury rising.

Hamon looked at his son in frustration, then turned to Su Ye and said, "This is the investment of a father."

Su Ye sighed once again and said, "Uncle Hamon, this is me sincerely calling you 'Uncle.' I respect your love for Hutton, but you are still considering this matter using the logic of a merchant. You have not truly put yourself in the position of a father."

"Oh?" Hamon looked at Su Ye.

Su Ye looked into Hamon's eyes and said slowly, "Everyone is a son of their father."

3

Hamon froze.

The warrior Senat also froze.

Hutton laughed mockingly. "Your father is already dead."

Hamon could not help but forcefully clamp down on Hutton's shoulder. Hutton clattered in pain.

Su Ye icily moved his gaze past Hutton and said, "Do you two know why I would beat up this son of a b*tch?"

Hamon let out a long, frustrated sigh. He looked at the large, black porcelain wine glass for a long time before he asked, "Are you willing to accept my investment?"

"I am very willing if you remove the conditions," Su Ye said.

Hamon looked at Hutton and said, "I am ultimately the father of this son of a b*tch."

"Then I can only give up on the 200 Gold Eagles," Su Ye said.

Hamon pressed his left hand down on Hutton's shoulder and stood up slowly. His expression was getting colder.

He bent over and picked up the black porcelain wine glass with his right hand. He said, "I truly hope that you'll consider this a little harder."

"No need." Su Ye looked up at the standing Hamon.

"That's unfortunate."

Hamon pushed the black porcelain wine glass in front of Su Ye as he spoke. He then stood up straight, his left hand still pressed onto Hutton's shoulder.

"I do not wish to interfere with the matters of children, but I am ultimately Hutton's father. No one can harm my son without paying a price." Hamon's voice suddenly became unusually calm. "Even if you are also a child. From today on, I'll do everything I can to stop my son from causing you trouble. But you have to pay a price. Look at this cup."

Su Ye looked at the large porcelain cup that could fit into both his fists.

Hamon looked down at Su Ye, but spoke incredibly gently. "Do what you did to my son again here. To yourself of course. Punch your nose continuously. Until your blood fills up this cup."

Hamon's voice was extremely gentle. It was as if he was speaking to his child.

Hutton let out a gleeful smile. He could not hide the evil thoughts and happiness in his heart.

The dagger once again appeared in Senat's hands. It fluttered around like a butterfly.

Hamon saw the smile disappear from Su Ye's face. He continued with his gentle tone, "Otherwise, you will not walk out this door."

At this moment, there was a knock at the door. A server then pushed open the door and entered.

He first took a bow, then took out a wax board. He smiled and said, "Esteemed guests, what would you guys like to order?"

Hamon was about to ask the server to leave, but he glanced at Su Ye and said, "You can make your final choice after dinner." Hamon then grabbed the wax board.

Su Ye looked at the wax board.

It was a rectangular wooden board with edges that were sealed in by four wooden strips to form a concave shape. The center of the board was covered in hardened black wax, which was then carved with the names of dishes using a sharp tool.

Hamon's gaze fell to the last line of the wax board and said, "I specifically got a friend to book a room here yesterday because I wanted to try the wonderful Kaerton Salad. Let's get one of those…"

The server said politely, "Esteemed guest, I am very sorry. The Kaerton Salad is too popular and is sold out for today. You might have had a chance if you were half an hour earlier. You should have seen it. Almost every table had a salad when you came in."

Hamon let out a cold smile. "Why, do you take us as country bumpkins?"

The server let out a bitter smile." Esteemed guest, you are mistaken. We do produce large amounts of Kaerton Salad, enough for the usual demand for the salad. But there are just too many people today. More importantly, the noble Pandion family is receiving guests from Rome, the Averardo family. They have set up a large banquet and especially got men to secure half of our salads for their guests."

Su Ye froze for a moment. The name "Averardo" was familiar. He seemed to have heard about them on the Blue Star, but he could not remember.

He did know that the Averardo family was one of the richest heroic families in all of Florence, in current-day Rome. They were truly as rich as an entire nation. One of the ancestors of this family, Averardo, was a hero who had once killed a giant.

Su Ye saw Hamon's expression change. He instinctively realized that he had been scared by the name of the Pandion family.

The Pandion family was one of the most powerful demigod families in all of Athens. Leaders of every generation from that family were honored with the title "Lord."

In Athens or even in all of Greece, all demigod royal earl families had the right to kill non-nobles.

In current Greece, only people from demigod families had the right to take on the role of magistrate.