Young Lord of The Dragon Sect
Chapter 445 Keep Low-profile

The stout man waved his hands to tell Terry and Maximilian to enter the mansion. Since Terry's puke drew his attention, the stout man didn't take a close look at Maximilian. Since Lambert had arrived, the stout man feared nothing. He believed that Terry wouldn't be a threat, so he didn't even make a body-search.

Feeling nervous, Terry walked into the yard while gritting his teeth. It was dangerous to do anything provoking. He had to pick a side, which had long been Maximilian.

Luke was sitting on a chair, looking at Lambert with a glass of wine in his hand. Lambert was wearing a double-breasted jacket. His face was fair and he seemed to be a well-educated man instead of a fierce fighter. One might even believe he was a scholar.

Standing behind him was a dozen of muscular men wearing double-breasted sparring jackets. They seemed quite vicious.

Uncle Powell chattered with them after he lied down on the chair, enduring the pain on his leg.

"Luke, Lambert has always been trustworthy. There's no doubt that he will accomplish his task once he gets paid. Please rest assured. With him and his followers, we will be invincible in City H." Lambert put on a mild smile and waved his hands, "Brother, I am flattered. It's essential to be decent, and we martial artists never accept ill-gotten gains. We took the money to eliminate threats for you." "And I'm afraid the last sentence you said is not true. There will always be someone better. It's commonly known, so I always keep it low-key, which is the reason why I'm still alive."

Lambert implicitly bragged about him. But Luke found he learned a lot from his speech.

Luke had been bossy to others these years, yet he found Lambert's way was much better than his. He finally believed that Lambert was no ordinary man.

"I couldn't agree more. The key is to keep a low profile. You teach me a lot today. It seems that I should be less aggressive from now on." Luke said smilingly.

The stout man led Terry and Maximilian to Luke. Then he whispered in his master's ears, "Terry is here."

Luke cast a glimpse at Terry and Maximilian, who kept his head low. Then there was a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. Now all he was thinking was how to keep a low profile.

Frowning, Uncle Powell adjusted his posture, but he still felt uncomfortable. He thought he'd better lie on his stomach, but then he thought it was inappropriate.

His pain made him ignore Terry and Maximilian. Since Lambert was nearby, he didn't even need to care about Luke's safety. He believed that Lambert could eliminate any danger with ease. Lambert threw a glance at the two and found their footing quite unstable, then he deemed Terry and Maximilian weak, and looked away.

"Luke, I'm Terry. I came here to talk about the cooperation." Terry braced himself to speak while cupping his hands.

"Cooperation? Of course. First, tell me how you want to cooperate." Luke said casually while thinking about how to keep a low profile in a better way. He was deeply humiliated at the banquet, so he was determined to rebuild his reputation; otherwise, he might not even have the courage to go out.

Terry froze and found the situation embarrassing, because he believed that Luke should be the one to propose it.

How could Luke ask him to start the conversation? Could it be that he had seen it through? But if so, the guards would raise their guns at them. Or, Luke was just playing a game with them? In that case, he thought his reputation would be damned.

Terry was so deeply in thought that he forgot to answer Luke's question.

Maximilian nudged Terry and whispered, "Focus."

Then Terry resumed his senses and said with tremendous respect, "It's totally up to you, because you know how to deal with big business."

"There are not many differences between mine and yours. You must have some ideas since you came all this way. Tell me, and we shall discuss it."

Maximilian was a little surprised by Luke's mild tone. He wondered if this man was the real Luke. How could an extremely arrogant man suddenly become so gentle? Or he was just scared? Staring at Luke blankly, Terry hesitated and forced himself to speak, "Here's what I thought. I plan to buy goods from you and we can scale up gradually."

"Of course, it will be nice for you if I can pay after. In that case, I can assure you that your family will hold most of the share in the province."

Luke nodded, "Nice try, but it is an bold idea."

"You flattered me. But it's all up to you." Terry said while taking a bow.

"And you sounded proud of it? Pay me after? How bold of you to even think about it? I have never done business like that, not even with foreigners. It's impossible." Luke suddenly turned glum. Terry was stunned, as he had never expected this man to be so grumpy.

"But it's just a thought. I never say you must do it. Please understand this!" Terry said with a sad face.

"You should not mention the cooperation if you don't have what it takes. Do you think I am open to all businessmen?"

Then he looked at Lambert, "How about let your man have a try first, so I can see how powerful they are."

"Of course. Brandt, take these two men down. Let Luke see how powerful we are, so he will be confident about our mission tomorrow.

A stout man came forward as Lambert said so.

He grinned and said, "Boss, I will not fail you. I can knock them down on the ground with just two strikes."