I'm A Quadrillionaire

Chapter 128

I’m A Quadrillionaire chapter 128

David was sizing Bill up as well while he spoke.

In his early thirties or so. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Gentle and elegant.

A modest gentleman, it seemed.

A lady killer for sure.

David did not sense a superior aura on him, but more of a breeze, which felt very comfortable.

The trio took their seats.

Bill poured David a cup of tea and said, “Try the tea, David.”

David could not refuse, so he picked it up and took a sip. There was a sweet aftertaste after drinking the tea, and it was a little fragrant too!

“Mm! It’s really good!” David said in a pretentious manner.

He did not know a damn thing about tea. He learned all of it from television.

He was a poor man who spent his holidays working a part-time job, so how could he have ever drunk such high-class tea!

He drank black tea and green tea before, but they all tasted somewhat the same. There was not much difference between them.

If the tea experts knew what was on his mind right now, it would probably blow their top off.

This was no ordinary tea. The annual production of this tea was limited in the country, and those who were lucky enough to drink it were big shots.

“Right? Speaking of which, it is all thanks to you that I get to drink this cup of tea today, David. I don’t often get the chance to drink it. The big boss knows that I’m here to see you and has specially asked met o bring it to you,” Bill said with a smile.

The big boss?

Who?

The founder of SCC?

David had some questions in his heart.

He did not ask. But if the other party was able to offer such a valuable tea to him, it would not be as simple as mentioning a word.

“It is very good indeed!”

David pretentiously took two more sips.

“Can you tell me what happened that day, David? We’re all very curious. How did you manage to embarrass Zachary like that?” Hugh butted in.

Bill stopped drinking the tea and looked at David.

He wanted to know what happened that day too.

“There’s nothing interesting about it, really!”

David succinctly explained what happened that day, but omitted the part where he shattered the sword with a snap of his finger.

He thought it was not okay to boast about himself.

“You didn’t tell the truth, David. How can you omit the most interesting part? I heard that you caught Zachary’s sword with two fingers and shattered the alloy sword he had been carrying around for years with a snap of your fingers. That’s not something ordinary people can do!” Bill said.

‘If he knew, then why did he ask me to say it?’

It was truly difficult to read the minds of big shots.

“You made a mistake, Mr. Fisher. The most interesting part should be Paul and Mac’s battle. All I did was add a bit of spice at the end,” David said modestly.

Bill did not say a word.

He knew Mac Hill.

A veteran fighter on the Tiger Rank!

Though Paul, the Tiger Ranker around David, was one he had not heard of before.

A battle between two Tiger Rankers must be interesting.

Could Mac smash Zachary’s alloy sword with a snap of his fingers, though? Probably not!

That was a material developed by the most advanced technology.

This was why they valued David so much.

If this was merely a Tiger-Ranked escort, they would not have raised such a fuss to send a core member like him to meet David in person.

Zachary would not have abstained from acting until now either.

He was so young yet so terrifyingly powerful, hence he must have come from a superior background.

Unlike martial arts novels and TV shows, there were no such things as strange encounters in this world where one would suddenly get one’s hands on a cultivation technique to practice the best martial arts.

Or perhaps obtained skills passed down by a senior, instantly acquiring skills accumulated over dozens of years. Those were simply bullsh*t.

A person’s ability needed to be practiced one step at a time, and only those with the greatest powers could nurture a supreme genius like David.