Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

"Who is Groot?" Fang Hao suddenly blurted out, flabbergasted.

People in this world had such long, peculiar names. He could only remember those of the people around him.

Over time, he got confused about who was who.

Rebecca sighed. "He's the representative of the Marshall family at this year's trade meeting. The one who got knocked out by Aseti's kick."

"Oh, him. Well how did he get his information? Is the news reliable?"

Knowing this, Fang Hao remembered who he was.

All along the way, he was the one setting up ambushes on the roadside.

He really had a bag of tricks. When the attack failed, he tried another method.

"It's information personally delivered by Olivia today, it must be accurate," Rebecca replied.

"Is it that serious?"

"Some unspoken rules that everyone knows, as long as your enemies cannot find any concrete evidence, but now Groot already holds our handle," Rebecca sighed deeply yet again.

In reality, she should've thought about all this earlier.

To deal with the faceless in the city, Rebecca had taken many nobles' lives.

These nobles were all linked through marriage, cooperation, and more.

The relationships were complicated and intertwined.

Killing so many of them was bound to leave many problems.

However, Rebecca didn't expect that things would escalate this quickly and ruthlessly, using the power of the Federation to kill her.

Fang Hao thought for a moment, "When the time comes, just deny it. Say that the evidence they hold is forged."

Rebecca playfully hit him, "What are you talking about? Do you think this is a child's game? Denying until the end might not work, there might be a traitor in Lyss City that might testify. When that happens, there's no room for denial."

Fang Hao thought about it and felt she was correct.

This was not a school fight where one could deny just by gritting one's teeth.

If Groot dared to bring it up in the conference, he must have made ample preparations.

When evidence and witnesses come out, there would be no room to defend oneself.

Seeing Rebecca's worried expression, Fang Hao still tried to comfort her: "Well, it will be fine, I'm here. I can take you away when the time comes."

Rebecca tilted her head back, leaning lightly on Fang Hao's belly.

She whispered, "What's the use of running away? Groot's goal would still be achieved, I wonder why he's so hell-bent on us, no matter how much we try to shake him off."

Fang Hao felt the same way.

This Groot, like a sticky flypaper, had his sights on they.

Always causing problems here and there.

After several failed ambushes, now it's coming to this.

This was obvious confrontation.

"Don't think too much about it, as long as people survive, there's hope. Lyss City is in your hands, they can't seize it from us. If it comes to avoiding contact with other cities and fearing the Federation, I have enough troops to protect Lyss City," Fang Hao said, gently massaging her shoulders.

"You don't understand. Humans are different from other races. Whether it's trade or politics, all cities need to establish connections. Once Lyss City is isolated, it will gradually decline in a few years," Rebecca's body relaxed as she responded, not as fiery as before.

Fang Hao thought about it and felt she had a point.

Life was indeed less developed among the Orcs than the Humans. This was related to their focus on raiding.

The Human Clan, on the other hand, was much more orderly and developed quite well.

But Fang Hao could solve these problems. He already had enough territory.

Connecting all cities and establishing a trading ring shouldn't be difficult.

Of course, if they could keep their membership in the Hundred Cities, that would be the best. If not, the interior would be enough for their survival and development.

After thinking it through, Fang Hao continued, "You don't need to worry about this. Now we have many cities within our territory. We can establish our own trade network. We can live well."

Rebecca nodded, indicating that she understood.

In the past, she had to bear and solve all these problems herself.

Now, having someone to listen to her worries and help find solutions, she felt greatly relieved.

Of course, talking to Fang Hao was also about looking for a way out.

She hadn't given up yet. She still had a chance before the conference.

Feeling the massages on her shoulder, Rebecca closed her eyes as she enjoyed the caring touch of the man she adored.

In this peaceful reliance, she paused for a while.

"Mm!"

Rebecca, with closed eyes, suddenly felt something unusual.

She felt a strange sensation from her body.

Looking down, she saw that Fang Hao's massaging hand had wandered down to her chest.

And it was constantly shifting shapes.

Rebecca bit her lower lip, struggling with the sensation.

She immediately slapped Fang Hao's hand away. Her eyes slightly angry, "Fang Hao, what are you doing?"

Fang Hao regretfully let go of her breast, and fibbed, "Nothing, that's how our massage goes, after finishing the shoulders, it naturally moves downwards."

"Fang Hao~!"

"Okay, okay, no more fooling around. Let's chat and then go down for dinner together."

Fang Hao sat down on a chair and pulled Rebecca into his arms with one swift motion.
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Her soft body felt like a large cotton ball in his arms.

It was so comfortable that he almost let out a cry.

They were in this position more or less before, so Rebecca could accept it.