848 Making An Enemy 4yr

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After entrusting the goods, Fang Yuan was automatically granted admittance to the auction.
Of course, since the auction was due to start in the evening, Fang Yuan and the rest were first invited into a splendid private room, where there was an endless supply of wine and delicacies.
As Butcher was munching on chicken drumsticks, one in each hand, someone knocked on the door.
"Who's there?" Fang Yuan frowned.
"Sorry… Sir, Mr. Heathfrey wants to meet you!" An attendant entered, the helpless smile on his face suggesting that he had no other choice.
"That slave trader?"
Fang Yuan shrugged and took a look at Wilson's expression. "Let him come here!"
Heathfrey was swarthy, obese, and short. He had a ferocious expression on his muscular face and an extremely ruthless glow in his small eyes.
Rumor had it that he had instigated civil strife in two small indigenous countries that eventually led to their collapse just because he wanted the thousands of strong slaves and a beautiful princes