Chapter 965 House Thief

The leading tax officer came to the gate, stepped on a wooden chair, and said arrogantly: "It's time to pay taxes."

A young man clenched his fist, but was stopped by a middle-aged man, who stared at the tax officer and said with gritted teeth: "Master Suo Xi, please wait a moment, I will go and inform Steward Walter."

"Go quickly."

The tax officer raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically, "I just like to see you hate me but feel helpless towards me."

The young man clenched his fists tightly. If it weren't for his family, he really wanted to die together with this bastard tax collector.

"Master, do you need me to take care of it?" Kyle asked.

Weilin raised his hand and said, "Don't worry, let's see how the manager of this shipyard will handle this matter."

As for Celeste, he stood aside and watched the scene coldly.

In less than a moment, a haggard middle-aged man walked out of the dock and looked at the tax officer Suo Xi with disgust in his eyes.

"Manager Walter, it's time to pay taxes." Tax officer Suo Xi looked at the visitor, smiled, and spoke.

Walter stared at the other party and said coldly: “We have paid all the taxes this year.”

"Oh, look at my memory."

Tax officer Suo Xi patted his head with an exaggerated expression, then took out a tax order from his pocket, looked at it carefully, and then said: "Oh, it's not this year's tax, but next year's tax, a total of 25,000 gold coins."

After that, the tax officer Sosi saved the tax order, looked up at the furious Walter, and said, "You decide whether to pay all the taxes today or wait for the army to come here to collect taxes tomorrow."

Walter suppressed his inner impulse and said word by word: "Do you know who owns this dock?"

"I only know that this is the port of Vilite in the Sudak Province of the Principality of Morning Light. Lord Gold is the mayor here and has the power to collect taxes. As for who owns this shipyard, it has nothing to do with me." The tax officer Sosi said sarcastically.

"Okay, very good." Walter sneered, then looked at his assistant, "Adam, go get 25,000 gold coins and have the tax collector take them back."

"Yes, Steward."

Watching Walter's assistant leave, tax officer Suo Xi showed a kind smile on his face and said with a smile: "Manager Walter, that's right!"

"As long as you pay taxes properly, nothing will happen. Otherwise, you won't get a single ship repair order."

Ten minutes later, tax officer Suo Xi left with two subordinates, holding a stack of gold notes.

Looking at the backs of the three people, the steward standing behind Walter asked: “Steward, are we just going to let that bastard Gord bully us like this?”

"Be patient for now and wait for a reply from above. This bastard will be in trouble." Walter's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He stared at the three people who were leaving and said in a cold voice.

In the distance, Kyle watched the three tax collectors leave, turned to look at Weilin, and asked: "Master, what should we do next?"

"Let's go to the Pittman Shipyard first. I want to know what happened to the Eagle Chamber of Commerce in the Principality of Morning Light."

After saying that, Weilin walked up with a cold face.

After taking over the Four Nations Eagle Chamber of Commerce, these became his properties. Although he was only in charge, the profits earned were also considered his money.

It is normal to pay taxes normally and share profits with others.

But if you hadn't seen that someone was using their power to take money out of his pocket, it would have been fine. But now that you've seen it, if he doesn't return ten times the amount, then don't blame him for being cruel.

Walter, who was about to return to the shipyard, stopped when he saw someone coming.

"Sir, do you need the ship repaired?"

Upon hearing this, Weilin took out the eagle badge from his space ring without haste and showed it to the other party.

Seeing the somewhat abstract eagle emblem, Walter's face changed drastically. He knelt down in front of everyone, bowed his head and saluted, saying, "The manager of the Pittman Shipyard greets you, sir."

"Get up."

Weilin put away the eagle badge and spoke.

After getting permission, Walter stood up, lowered his head and said, “Sir, please follow me.”

Under the gaze of everyone, the three followed Walter and walked towards the stone building.

On the way, Weilin didn't ask and Walter didn't speak.

Arriving at the office, Weilin sat in the main seat, Kyle stood behind him, Celeste leaned against the door, and Walter stood in the lower seat, waiting to be questioned.

"Where's Robin?"

"In reply to your Excellency's words, President Robin should be in the capital of Sudak Province now."

"When was the last time you saw him?"

"Eight months ago."

Walter didn't dare to lie and answered truthfully.

Weilin tapped the table, looked at Walter, and asked in a deep voice: "That means you haven't seen Robin for eight months."

"Yes, my lord."

Under Weilin's pressure, Walter's legs softened and he knelt down, with cold sweat on his forehead.

"So you don't know whether Robin is real or fake, or whether he is a thief."

"Yes... yes, sir. Every time we send a letter, the reply always asks us to be patient. As long as someone from the Eagle Chamber of Commerce of the Holy Third Kingdom of Dawn comes, the matter can be resolved."

Weilin stared at Walter and asked word by word: "Eight months, have you never wondered why no one came to solve this matter?"

Under great pressure, Walter wiped the sweat from his forehead and answered with some difficulty: "President Luo... President Robin said... said that the Eagle Chamber of Commerce of the Holy Third Dawn Kingdom is... busy with business, and they will send someone... in May next year."

"Besides, let me…let me not go looking…looking for him at random."

"Let me ask you again, how much profit does the Pittman Shipyard make each year?"

"After deducting all expenses, the annual profit is five thousand... three... thirty thousand gold coins." Walter knocked his head on the floor and answered tremblingly.

At this moment, he had realized that something was wrong.

"Oh, I was saying that the annual profit here only adds up to 30,000 gold coins, and how come the shipyard that occupies half of the assets doesn't even get half of the profit? It turns out that it was taken away by thieves."

"Kyle."

"Master, please give me your orders." Kyle replied with a serious face.

"Take Walter with you and go to the capital of Sudak Province to bring Robin back to me."

"Yes."

Kyle bowed his head and saluted, then came behind Walter, picked him up, left the office, and flew northwest.

Weilin placed his hands on the table, supporting his chin, and began to recall Robin's information.

Robin, an Elijah, was a mid-level gold warrior. He was originally the deputy captain of the guard of Earl Blood Moon. During the five-year war between the kingdom and the half-elf kingdom of Is, he was seriously injured. After being injured, he was demoted to the Eagle Chamber of Commerce of the Principality of Morning Light as the branch president, responsible for managing the industries here.