The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

"I have long heard of Mr. Colin's great reputation, and did not expect him to send someone to visit me personally. May I ask what the purpose is?"

The maid beside them approached and poured red tea for the two, then quietly left the room.

Facing the all-seeing eyes on the opposite side, Punk did not beat around the bush but directly took out the wooden box he brought with him, and gently placed it on the tea table between the two sofas.

Looking at the wooden box on the table, Andes was slightly taken aback and looked at Punk with a puzzled expression.

"What is this?"

Punk nodded slightly, speaking with a respectful yet detached demeanor.

"My lord wishes to present you with a gift, a specialty from his territory. Please, take a look."

Andes raised an eyebrow slightly, then reached out to unfasten the latch on the wooden box.

The moment the box was opened, a vivid green light caught his eyes, causing him to involuntarily hold his breath.

Inside was a lustrous green diamond, as large as a pigeon egg.

Even among his extensive collection, this gem could easily rank among the top three!

Punk quietly observed his reaction.

It seemed that even someone as wealthy as Mr. Yang Andes couldn't hide his mixed emotions in front of such enormous wealth.

Just like he himself had stopped breathing over a gold coin a week ago.

However, considering this man was the wealthiest in Thunder City, and even rumored to be the uncrowned king, his reactions were unlike those of ordinary people.

Skillfully concealing his astonishment, Andes gently closed the box and looked at Punk sitting opposite him, saying,

"This gift is too precious, it must not be cheap."

The statement might have seemed like an empty comment, which it essentially was.

Punk nodded slightly, speaking in a gentle tone.

"The most venerated deserves the most venerated gift... As for its value, it may seem prohibitively expensive for ordinary people to even envision, but my lord believes that for you, it is a mere trifle."

There was a growing interest in Andes' eyes as he leaned slightly forward, gazing at him intently.

"Oh? I'm eager to hear more."

Punk continued,

"I won't beat around the bush, my lord is quite interested in Princess Erin, and he wishes to ask for your assistance."

Andes was taken aback.

He originally thought that the other party was interested in some business of his family in Thunder City, but he didn't expect them to reveal such an intriguing statement.

However, realizing that the other party was a noble, and a noble from the Aus Empire, Andes suddenly felt at ease.

That indeed sounded like something a noble would do.

These distinguished figures never regard money as significant; it's only merchants like him, reeking of money, who weigh its worth.

Having gathered his thoughts, Andes immediately wore a smile understood by almost all men, courteously saying,

"It's an honor to be of service to Mr. Colin, and I imagine if all goes well, this will become quite the anecdote."

He was eager for the matter to proceed.

Not to mention the tremendous benefits that a collaboration between the Campbell family and the Colin family could bring to Thunder City; even if nothing substantial came of it, at least it could distract that little princess from serious matters and keep her away from the Maze and causing trouble with the Demon King.

Owing to various past incidents, they had only just managed to reach a tacit understanding of peace with the Demon King in the Maze.

If that little ancestor from the Campbell family really went poking the Demon King in the Maze, win or lose, it would be the worst outcome for the citizens of Thunder City.

Seeing that Mr. Andes indeed misunderstood something, Punk concealed his satisfaction, gave a light cough, and pretended to clarify,

"You misunderstand. My lord's interest in the Princess is not as you might imagine. He merely read the epic tales of the Campbell family and wishes to make her acquaintance."

Andes smiled knowingly, not taking the explanation to heart, and politely said,

"I'm the one who was presumptuous. So... how can I assist Mr. Colin?"

Seeing that Mr. Andes seemed to have let down his guard, Punk finally revealed his true intent.

"Mr. Colin hopes you can bid ten thousand Gold Coins for this diamond at tomorrow's banquet auction... Of course, you don't need to pay this amount, and the diamond will ultimately be yours."

Andes was slightly bewildered, and the relaxation in his expression was swiftly replaced with a slight furrow.

"Hold on, I don't quite understand what you mean... Tomorrow night's auction is being held under the pretext of raising funds, and all proceeds will go towards aiding refugees. We can't just negotiate this away between ourselves."

In other words, someone eventually had to foot the bill; it couldn't just be swept under the rug casually.

As if anticipating his response, Punk, sitting opposite him, smiled faintly and continued,

"Of course, the payment will ultimately be made by my lord, but before that, we would need you to make the initial outlay."

Andes lightly smiled, picked up the teacup from the table, and took a gentle sip without nodding or declining.

"Even for us, ten thousand Gold Coins is not a small amount. Do you realize what that entails?"

"My lord is certainly aware," Punk continued with a gentle tone, "he definitely doesn't intend to impose any risk on you."