Chapter 591: Chapter 165: Really became a hot cake_3
“We really are…”
Sage Palo paused, continuing his sentence trying to play the emotional card.
“Nothing! Stop talking nonsense!”
Sage Selene continued to interrupt him.
Sage Palo was instantly dumbfounded!
Why was this so much harder than learning witchcraft and fighting demons?
Where was Assad? Teach me now!
Assad Kenneth, who had just come to mind for Sage Palo, had just met up with Link and Jasmine.
“I have something to discuss, would that be alright?”
Assad and Link gently shook hands and so he said.
“Of course.”
Link nodded, “Let’s go to my office.”
The three of them left the rooftop and went to Link’s private office located on the second floor’s east side.
They sat down with Jasmine brewing a cup of hot tea.
Ever since Link had developed tea as a beverage, it was sold throughout Ravensmouth City through the Grande Potion Shop, and distributed as gifts arranged by Jasmine.
The number of wizards who liked to drink tea was growing.
And Assad was no exception.
He picked up the tea cup, first took a light sniff of the fragrance, then took a sip and slowly savored it.
After a while, Assad complained: “You really did keep the best tea leaves for yourself. What you gave us, and what you sell, is all subpar!”
Link just chuckled without word.
It was jokingly said, but finding the suitable extraordinary plants to be made into tea leaves was hard.
Not to mention the top-tier tea.
The yield was really limited.
One carefully cultivated and cared for top-tier “tea tree” could only produce about a few ounces a year.
With Link’s limited ability, he could only cultivate seven or eight of them.
Being able to share that with you was something you should be happy about.
Assad took it as a friend’s joke and didn’t really feel upset.
After savoring the tea for a while, Assad brought up the main topic: “I came to you during Sage Palo’s performance review, primarily for two things.”
“Go ahead.”
Link put down his tea cup, and listened attentively.
“First, the Clark Family wants to make some agreements with the Grande Potion Shop, hoping to purchase some specific potions annually from it for a preliminary period of ten years.”
Just from hearing this, you could tell that the Clark Family was trying to repay Link.
Surviving the Time-Space confusion was not easy, even if Elise Clark was the special “special guest” mentioned in the prophecy.
Because falling into the Time-Space confusion itself was likely to be a test.
Link was involved in this, and it was confirmed by the Supreme Council that he did participate in Elise Clark’s first round of tests, and provided great help.
Later, Dean Frist casually mentioned that Link Grande’s “Hummingbird” warship was destroyed while resisting the Time-Space disturbance. Link daringly claimed compensation from the academy, truly having a wild courage.
The Clark Family then knew that Dean Frist was giving them a hint.
The academy compensated Link Grande, what about you guys?
Show me where your action is?
The Clark Family stated that they were not as generous as the academy. For things like magic stones and resources, they have started to save as much as possible for Elise Clark who may need them.
They might as well make a long-term cooperation deal with the Grande Potion Shop.
“Hmm.”
Link calmly accepted the proposal, saying, “Let them work out the specifics with Betty, the current manager of the Grande Potion Shop, if they have any problems, they can look for Jasmine, if not, they can find me.”
“Okay.”
Assad didn’t take Link’s attitude as arrogance.
Given Link’s current strength and status, and his high regard by Sages Palo, Selene, and Cody, as well as Dean Frist.
You couldn’t say he was on an equal footing with the Clark family, but at least he could work with them on an equal footing.
After a slight pause, Assad said seriously, “The second issue is my personal matter, and it may be a little presumptuous. If it makes you uncomfortable, you can directly refuse without consider my feelings.”
“What’s the matter?”
Seeing Assad so serious, Link also took it seriously.
Assad pressed his lips together, then decisively said:
“I want to join ‘Do Whatever You Like’!”