Chapter 731: Mad Lord Arrives

Crazy Feng and Will stepped off the train. Crazy Feng had made a rare change into formal attire: a crisp, knee-length overcoat and a hat. He wore the collar turned up high, obscuring most of his face, including the scar at the corner of his eye.

In his overcoat, Crazy Feng cut a tall, imposing figure. He walked with a brisk, purposeful stride that gave him an air of cold austerity. Trailing behind him with a backpack, Will wore a tunic suit but still looked for all the world like a simple country bumpkin in the big city for work.

"Boss, where’s this old friend of yours?" Will asked, glancing around. He wasn’t taking in the sights of Tristone, of course—Capria was no less prosperous.

No, his eyes were fixed on the beautiful women. It was as if he wanted to glue his eyeballs to them. Capria had plenty of beautiful women too, but the women of Tristone had a charm all their own. Their voices, in particular, were so sweet and delicate that it sent a thrill through Will, leaving him weak in the knees.

’If I’d known there were so many beautiful women here in Tristone, I would’ve pestered the boss to come visit his old friend ages ago.’

"I don’t know if he’s moved. Let’s head over and see."

A complicated look flickered in Crazy Feng’s eyes. After several decades, he was finally setting foot on this soil again. ’I wonder if any of my old friends are still around?’

A young woman walked past, shot Will a harsh glare, and hurried away. Will just snickered, his eyes refusing to leave her until she was completely out of sight. Crazy Feng rolled his eyes. "Get your eyes back in your head. Or I’ll tell Sarah when we get back."

"Boss, I was just looking... Hehe..."

Then another beautiful young woman walked by, and Will was practically drooling. ’The way her hips sway is just something else.’ Crazy Feng shook his head and decided to ignore him. Will was all lust, no guts. Sarah was a fierce tigress; if she ever found out Will dared to mess around, she would absolutely skin the fool alive.

"Boss, it looks like Vessaria isn’t far from here. After you see your old friend, why don’t we head over to Vessaria and visit that chubby girl?" Will suggested.

Crazy Feng’s interest was piqued, but he put on a reluctant expression. "We’ll see if we have time. It’s not like I’m sitting around with nothing to do. If there’s time, we’ll go take a look."

Will pouted. ’He’s clearly dying to go. The boss is so insincere.’

"First, let’s find a hotel," Crazy Feng said, leading the way. His old friend lived on Chalfonte Avenue. He hadn’t been back in over twenty years, and Tristone had changed so much he knew it would take some effort to find the place.

"Boss, is this old friend of yours a man or a woman?" Will asked, fishing for gossip.

"A man."

Crazy Feng shot him an annoyed glare. ’As if a woman would be worth me coming all this way.’

This old friend was a brother he’d been through hell and back with. Now, the man was on his deathbed, and he had to come see him one last time.

"Boss, you’re not getting any younger. Why don’t you find yourself a pretty wife here in Tristone? You always turn your nose up at the women in Capria, but surely you can find one you like here?" Will brought up the old subject again. His greatest worry was that the boss had no one to warm his bed. ’I’ve already given up on him having an heir,’ he thought. ’The boss’s... equipment... just isn’t up to snuff, and I can’t force the impossible.’

"Shut up!"

Crazy Feng barked impatiently. ’He brings this damn topic up every single day. Now he’s starting in on it in Tristone. It’s annoying as hell. If I’d found someone suitable, would I have waited this long?’

"Boss, I’m just genuinely worried about you..."

"That’s enough!"

Crazy Feng’s voice was sharp and cold. Will didn’t dare mutter another word. He looked at Crazy Feng in confusion. ’What’s with the boss?’

’His eyes are completely fixed on something. What’s he looking at?’

He followed Crazy Feng’s gaze but saw nothing out of the ordinary—just the bustling crowd.