The First Heir

Without waiting for Hans’ response, Fennel smiled and said, “We’re friends of Hans.”

“Friends?” Rick frowned slightly before he smiled and said, “As the owner of this place, I must advise you that there’s no benefit in making friends with Hans. Why don’t you be friends with me instead?”

Fennel immediately chuckled and refused. “I don’t think it’s necessary. We have different paths. In the eyes of the Westerners, Easterners like us don’t seem to be worth mentioning.”

Rick smiled and said, “No, I’ve always respected the Easterners and like being friends with them. To me, the East is a mysterious and ancient place. I yearn to pay a visit. If I have the opportunity, I’d love to visit the ancient countries in the east. I heard that the people there are not well fed and don’t have decent living quarters. Some even have to go through the trash for a bite to eat. Is that true?”

In the first half of the sentence, everyone thought that Rick Michael was a gentleman. However, the second half of the sentence exposed his nature.

Arrogant! Individualistic!

you said. I hope that you’ll really go to the East and have a look to understand just how stupid your

not someone who would hold back. He was

behind him, “Did you hear that? He told us to get out of the way? This is the first time I’ve ever heard an Easterner telling me to get out of the way in my own bar. It’s ridiculous! What do you think

stinking Easterners understand that the West is the master

Rick, we support you! Catch

This group of Easterners is simply out of their depths! Messing with the