The Medallion

Rocky found a seat in a corner and then sat down calmly. His composure was as careless as if he had never seen the disdainful looks on everyone's faces. Everyone in this room was here with the same goal: to see Mia. Luckily though, Rocky didn't have to wait here for any longer than he wanted to. If he told the butler who he was, the chief of the Lan Clan, Mia's grandfather, would come out and welcome him in person. Mia's grandfather had once been an influential and mighty general, though he was retired now. In fact, Mia would have waited outside the mansion for him if she had come to know of his arrival.

However, since Rocky was a modest man, he didn't want to use any special privileges. After all, he was only here to seek their cooperation and support. Keeping a low profile would help him see more and hear more. He just sat there patiently and listened to these businessmen, who had also been waiting there for quite some time. Getting impatient, they had started discussing their assets with each other.

Some of them were now showing off their resources to each other, and talking about the kind of profitable deals they had done recently. They were all competing with each other even when there was no competition.

As time went by, they soon lost interest in talking all high and mighty, and a short, awkward silence fell in the room. By then, a shifty-eyed and bearded businessman clad in a blue robe and looking like a miser, suddenly put his eyes on Rocky. Something in him irked and he said, "Hey, buddy, are you here to see Miss Mia? Do you wish to do business with the Lan Clan as well? I never knew that the Lan Clan is also interested in selling vegetables or steamed buns on the street. No, wait, you must be here to sell some home-made cookies or pots, huh?"

His scoff successfully pulled everyone else's attention towards Rocky, and the entire hall burst into laughter.

"A toad is wishing to eat swan meat! Forget the swan meat, brat... Can you even afford pork? Tell you what, I'll do you a favor. I am interested in people with pretty faces like you. How about you come with me? I promise you will eat swan meat every day!" a gorgeously dressed businesswoman cut in during the laughter. She was sitting next to Rocky and when she laughed, her cumbersome body shook two whole sofas on either side of her.

Rocky, however, just sat there quietly as if their words had never reached his ears.

Before they could say anything more to make fun of him, a man in brocaded clothes came in the door, with two spirit manipulators behind him. He looked quite young and had a portly face. He swaggered inside with authority as if he owned the place, fidgeting with two golden beads in his hand.

Everyone in the room immediately forgot about Rocky and all stood up to greet the new arrival. "Greetings!"

"Nice to see you all here," the young man said arrogantly, sweeping the room with his eyes on his forehead.

After greeting him, the businessmen immediately returned to their seats.

come in looked around and saw that there was no seat available. His face darkened and he

to give up their seat. No one knew exactly how long it would

without prior consultation. Rocky was sitting in the remotest

no signs of willing to give his seat up. He just sat there

his two henchmen also shifted their gaze towards Rocky. From his humble clothing, they deduced that he was a nobody and could be easily picked on. With

disappointment, Rocky didn't even raise his head to look at

gestured to the two

the two spirit manipulators tried to approach Rocky, a cold light flashed in the latter's eyes, which

you waiting for? Drag him out of here!" their master urged from behind them when he saw the

was not that they weren't

the young man cursed profusely and shoved the two spirit manipulators

palm to grab Rocky's collar, but was gripped himself instead. Rocky twisted his hand a little, and the young master let out a miserable scream like a pig being slaughtered and

the room as the onlookers realized the gravity of what had

stunned expression adorned the businessmen's faces now. Rocky, in his humble

be out of his mind! Who would willingly do such a stupid thing! The young man's father is a minister of our empire's Commerce Department. As for this guy, he may be a lowly shop-keeper from what he looks like. Why

at the back of his mind, he must be

he a

began whispering to

the other hand, casually waved his hand, and the young man, who was still in his grip

your depth! I'm going to kill you! Do you even know who my father is?" The young man was obviously not convinced to accept defeat. He rubbed his hands and