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The girl, Yana Salton, cut in line openly, ignoring Heather Sage and the other 20 people who were queuing behind her.
The boss of the shop frowned and said, âMiss, please queue up!â âQueue up? I never queue up when I buy things, you understand?â
The gorgeously dressed Yana had a sexy figure and an arrogant attitude.
In the capital, there were high officials and nobles everywhere.
Ordinary people without a background could not be provoked at all.
Judging from Yanaâs attitude, it was obvious that she had a powerful background. Otherwise, she wouldnât dare to be so arrogant.
The boss of the shop selling drinks and dessert was a young man, but he said stubbornly, âIf you want to cut the queue, please get the consent of the customers behind you. Otherwise, I wonât sell anything to you.â
âDo you know who I am? If I want to, I can close down your shop!â
Yana was instantly angry. She didnât expect a small boss of a shop to be so disrespectful to her.
Then, she turned around and looked at the people in line behind her. She said disdainfully, âWhat a bunch of country bumpkins. You, do you have any objections to me cutting the queue?â
Yana was asking Heather!
Heather was so angry that she scoffed. Her cherry lips parted slightly as she said, âYou cut in line, yet you are being so rude?â
âBecause Iâm different from you!â
Yana became even angrier and said resentfully, âWhy am I so unlucky today? Why are people always going against me?
Her words were centered around herself, and she felt that the world should revolve around her.
Everyone should make way for her!
This kind of girl needed a life lesson.
Heather took a step back helplessly and smiled cheekily. âAlright, weâre indeed different. If you want to eat ice cream, then you can buy yours first!â
âAt least you know your place!â
Yanaâs words were filled with pride. Because of Heatherâs concession, she cut the line openly and bought the strawberry ice cream cone she wanted.
The young people in the queue were dissatisfied with her.
But no one said anything!
No one wanted to cause trouble. That was the reality.
âThere are only two strawberry ice cream cones left,â the owner of the shop said calmly. âThe lemon and yogurt flavors are sold out!â
These words vaguely reminded Heather that these three flavors were the little girlâs favorite ice cream flavor.
Once it was sold out, Heather and Ginny Neal would have waited for nothing.
âI need two ice cream cones. Sell them to me!â Yanali said matter-of-factly.
Heather frowned slightly. She felt someone pulling her and turned to look at Ginny.
âSister Heather, letâs go. I donât want to eat ice cream anymore!â Ginny was so sensible that it made oneâs heart ache.
Heather bent down and pinched her little nose, saying dotingly, âLittle gluttonous kitten, you clearly want to eat ice cream. Why are you saying you donât want it anymore?â
âIf this big sister wants to eat them, then give them to her. You can just take me to the next shop, Sister Heather!â
Ginnyâs round face broke into a wide smile.
His child-like smile made Heatherâs eyes reveal a hint of love. She stood up and looked at the shop owner, smiling softly and saying, âBoss, Iâll buy these two strawberry ice cream cones!â
âThese two strawberry ice cream cones were yours to begin with!â
The boss of the shop said softly.
Yana looked livid. Her incomparably sharp voice sounded, âYou b*tch, how dare you take whatâs mine?â
âYana, whatâs wrong?â
A Maybach was parked by the roadside not far from the shop.
Yana turned around and put on an aggrieved look. She looked like she was about to cry and said, âScout, sheâs bullying me!â
âItâs okay, Iâll take care of it!â
The young man in the suit took out a gold-plated business card from his pocket and handed it to Heather. âHello, my name is Scout Lampkin. This is my business card!â
âIs this a business card made of gold?â
Heatherâs eyes were filled with curiosity.
Scout was smiling, but deep down he was thinking that Heather was a country bumpkin. He said politely, âThis is a gold stamped business card!â
âIs it valuable?â Heather asked again, like a curious baby.
Scout patiently explained, âItâs not very valuable. The cost of each business card plus the labor cost is only 3,000 dollars!â
âBusiness cards are so expensive. Do you still have any on you?â
Heather had just finished speaking.
Scout took out a gold-plated business card from his pocket and handed it to Heather.
Heather held the two business cards in her hands. Without even looking at them, she turned around and handed them to the owner of the shop. She said in a charming voice, âBoss, can a name card made of gold be used to pay for an ice cream cone?â âSure!â
The boss agreed readily.
For a shop that sold drinks and desserts, two ice cream cones were not worth much.
Selling two ice cream cones for gold-plated cards?
He would definitely make a profit!
Scout realized that he had been completely fooled by this beautiful girl in front of him.
His eyes were filled with anger. âWhy youâ¦â
âAlright, Ginny, letâs go!â
Heather held Ginnyâs hand. The two girls, one big and one small, each had an ice cream cone, ignoring Scout and Yana.
Ginny was mischievous. She turned and said seriously, âThank you for the ice cream cone, big brother!â
Scout was so angry that his face turned red.
The young people lining up around them all held back their laughter.
Yana had a bad temper. She pointed at Scout and said, âScout, Iâve never been so embarrassed.â
âIn the capital, no one can make a fool out of me!â
Scoutâs eyes were filled with anger as he looked at Heatherâs graceful back.
When they were nine meters apart, he took a step forward and instantly grabbed Heatherâs shoulders. He hadnât exerted any force when he was pushed away by a huge force.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Heather was also shocked. She couldnât help but shield Ginny behind her, then turned around and asked angrily, âWhat do you want to do?â
Heather was angry because Scout suddenly attacked her.
Braydon Neal had planted six layers of forbidden techniques in Heatherâs body!
One of the forbidden techniques was the one hundred Qi-imperial swords.
If this was triggered, not only would Scout die.
The entire street would be washed in blood!
Even kings would die if they came into contact with the power of the sword. Scout was shocked. âYouâre a martial artist!â
Heather didnât answer. Instead, she protected Ginny, her eyes revealing a hint of vigilance.
In this capital city, there was no lack of martial artists!
Now, martial artists from all over the world had gathered in the capital.
Moreover, in the capital, the powerful families and aristocratic families were gathered. They were all top forces.
Whether it was the number of martial artists or overall strength, the entire country could not compare to the capital. Of course, there was an exception.
That was the northern desert!
Eight thousand miles of the northern desert belonged solely to the Northern Army!
The Northern Army garrison forbade any martial artists from trespassing. Martial artists from both inside and outside the country were not allowed to trespass without notice.
They would all be killed if they did!
The northern territory had long been tightly managed by Luther Carden and the others.
No power could infiltrate it.
Scout sneered and said coldly, âIf you were an ordinary person, it would be a little difficult for me to deal with you.. Since you are a martial artist, it will be easier!â