Dark clouds still adorned the sky. It was still early in the morning, although no ray of sunshine was visible, and raindrops were falling to sing to you.
In the restaurant Flor Purpura, more specifically on the fourth floor you could see a room with 4 young people and an older man.
Eric briefly glimpsed the face of each of the young masters, a friendly smile adorned his face, and said, "My name is Eric Romano, and each one will already know why they are in this room, right?"
The faces of the 3 young men turned pale, when they heard the young man say his name.
'Roman family! ' They thought each.
Each of them knew very well who the Romano family was.
A family that is located on the Continent Amartia, a place known for its criminals and full of very powerful people, who seek fame and power.
The Roman family runs the largest network of drug trafficking, human trafficking and its greatest achievement and most dangerous power.
The seventh pavilion, a criminal organization run by the Romano family, where you carry enough gold, you can have someone killed in the Core Refinement stage.
The seventh pavilion has the same reputation as the "Ten Shades", a group of assassins who never miss a mission, until they managed to assassinate someone in the Wise stage.
For that same reason their faces turned snow-white, their families/organizations did not have enough strength to make a simple scratch on the Roman family, and their wealth does not compare to the Roman family either.
So they have to be vigilant and not offend this young man, otherwise their families/organization may disappear overnight by the Roman family.
One by one he got up from his chair and introduced himself.
"This little guy's name is Chen Jian, from the Chen family"
"My name is Chen Tian, leader of the Bloody Society"
"My name is Murong Ke, a pleasure to meet you Young Roman Master"
None of the three showed arrogance or contempt towards Eric Romano, and they were surrounded by a friendly aura, clearly, they do not want to have the Roman family as enemies.
Eric already knew the information of each of the three, but he still nodded in each introduction.
After they finished introducing themselves, Eric went straight to the topic, taking out a 1-square-meter briefcase, and putting it on the table.
Eric was sitting quietly, when the three young men could catch a glimpse of what was inside the briefcase; Several black boxes with vials filled with perfectly ordered pills the size of a quail egg.
After a few minutes, which the young men inspected the pill, Eric gave them information about that pill.
"Those pills are drugs for mortals and low-level growers called 'Dream Lucid', these pills affect the human brain. You take a pill before bed, which will make you lucidly dream your deepest desires, and you won't wake up until you want to wake up." Pause, and having some tea on the continuous table:
"These pills only affect mortals or cultivators who are in the first stage of cultivation. The only side effects it has is that in the long term they can have problems with the cerebral cortex and limbic system, causing it to deteriorate more quickly. They were created by alchemists of our Roman family."
"This briefcase has more than 300 pills, but we are producing more than 30,000 pills every day."
The three young men were listening carefully to every word Eric Romano said, so as not to miss any important information. When they finished listening to all the information, each of them already knew why they had been called here.
Murong Ke, being quite intelligent and quick gave his offer first:
"The Murong family is willing to come to a cooperation with the Romano family, so that they supply us with more than 100,000 pills per month, and we are willing to pay 200,000 gold coins, for each batch."
Seeing that Murong was already ahead of them, the other 2 young people were not far behind and expressed their offers.
"My Chen family is willing to cooperate with the Romano family, but let them supply us with more than 200,000 pills monthly, and we are willing to pay 1 million gold coins, in advance."
"My Bloody Society is willing to sell the pills all over China, and we only ask for 20% of the profits, while the Romano family keeps 80%"
Eric's eyes flashed at every offer these young masters made to him. All the offers gave exuberant profits to the Romano family, and those pills do not cost even 10 silver coins to make.
So with all the money that was to enter the treasury of the family, his father Lorenzo Romano, was creating an army to fight against Pavilion Dorado.
And they need enough gold, resources, pills to train that army, and that they are among the best elites.
"I am happy that we all reach an agreement, our Roman family, will contact each of you, and will be notifying you of the shipments of the pills." Eric was standing up to leave the restaurant room, when he was about to leave, he left his last words: "Enjoy the food, which we serve the best."
The eyes of the 3 people opened in shock as they clearly understood what their last words entailed.
"So the Romano family runs the Flor Purpura restaurant chain of the world. '
At the thought of it, a chill ran down the column, and they breathed a sigh of relief to know that everything ended harmoniously, but their chances of leaving here alive are practically nil.
…
In a modern and beautiful office, there was a man dressed in comfortable and clean clothes.
The appearance of man could be described with a single word: attractive. The man had long brown hair and tied in a ponytail. His eyes were sunken and glowing brightly with a blue color, his nose was straight, he had thin lips and thick eyebrows; everything fit perfectly into his expressionless face.
This man was the father of Eric Romano, Lorenzo Romano and the patriarch of the infamous Romano family.
Lorenzo was reading a book called 'The Art of Feeling', when the vibration of his phone interrupted his reading.
Answering the call, he listened intently to the words coming from his cell phone speaker.
"The master youth, Eric, excellently fulfilled the mission given by the patriarch," Gabriel declared, his hoarse voice reassuring those who heard it.
"Perfect, anything else you have to say?" Lorenzo growled.
"If patriarch, the young master seems to have changed, unexpectedly in a single week jump to the peak of the meridian formation stage, and his appearance also changed drastically, even the aura he radiates does not compare to the one he had before... now his aura radiates authority and danger, something the young master should not have." Gabriel chuckled his last words.
For he himself could not believe the drastic change of his young master.
Lorenzo raised his eyebrows, hearing those words, then smiled from ear to ear. Lorenzo's eyes that were once intense were now very much alive, and you could feel the excitement in those eyes.
Lorenzo tilted his head when he replied in his characteristic hypnotic voice: "Well done, there's nothing to worry about."
"Then, see you later, Patriarch," Gabriel replied, then the characteristic ringing of a finished call was heard.
Lorenzo rested his cell phone on the table, when his big, rough hands rested and he started playing the table rhythmically.
"So the ancestor was right," a soft, bewitching whispered echoed in the room.
When suddenly Lorenzo began to laugh slowly, after a few seconds the laughter became a total laugh full of excitement and a little madness.
*Plaf*
The door of the room opened loudly, and the sound of the door colliding with the wall echoed and pulled Lorenzo out of his madness.
Lorenzo's eyes went to the door, when he saw a creature that was fuming and staring at him with undisguised fury.
This creature was his wife Antonella de Rossi, his wife clearly draws attention among the masses was tall and thin. Her hair, blond and long, was too combed, as if it had been brushing her for hours. That's how she was, always elegant, always impeccable. Even on normal days like this, when I wore nothing but simple jeans, a plain T-shirt and surprisingly white sneakers.
"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU MAKING SUCH A FUSS, ROMAN LORENZO?" the woman's icy voice sent chills down Lorenzo's spine.
Lorenzo quickly got up from the chair and hurriedly stood in front of the woman, when he repeatedly lowered his head and heard him whispering, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Making the woman's fury drop quickly. A few minutes after a long explanation about why he was laughing like crazy. The woman's eyes also widened with emotion.
"So our baby is going to be a beautiful monster, fufufu... The future will be chaotic" laughs the woman with clear excitement in her voice.
A chill ran down Lorenzo's column again, as he began to watch over the lives of his wife's enemies.
…
In a small port located on the Sajras mainland, there was an old man smoking quietly, while leaning against a large pole.
The old man was skinny and gangly, with deep wrinkles on the back of his neck. The brown spots of benign skin cancer that the sun produces with its reflections in the turbulent waters were on his cheeks. These freckles ran down the sides of his face to quite low and his hands had the deep scars caused by the manipulation of the ropes when holding the large fish. But none of those scars were recent. They were as old as the erosions of an arid desert. Everything about him was old, except his eyes; and these had the very color of the sea and were cheerful.
While he smoked quietly from his cigarette full of tobacco, and fumed like a fireplace. A big smile adorned his face as his yellow teeth were shown to the world.
"I look forward to the new young people who are going to enter the Demoniac Academy, I hope there will be a promising young man, and leave the **** old **** speechless," the old man muttered his mouthful, as a huge puff of smoke billowed from his lungs.