Chapter 968: The Golden Emperor's Ambition

"Don't worry, Feld." Tezulo raised his lips and said in a relaxed tone: "I just went to him to discuss cooperation. As for provoking such a madman? Haha, I don't have that courage!"

After saying this, he shook his head deliberately, as if he wanted to emphasize his caution.

Then, with greed and arrogance flashing in his eyes, Tezulo continued, "Besides, in this vast world, who can resist the huge temptation brought by money? Even if the opponent is the dreaded Blood Blade, he still can't escape!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw his head back and laughed out loud as if he couldn't control his inner joy.

However, the laughter was extremely sharp and piercing, like the cry of a night owl echoing in the air, making people feel creepy.

Feld stood quietly by the side, silently watching Tezoro who was laughing wildly in front of him.

Somehow, at this moment, a deep feeling of regret suddenly surged in his heart.

Is it really wise to cooperate with such a seemingly crazy and unpredictable guy? Feld thought to himself, feeling more and more uneasy.

"Dong dong dong..."

Suddenly, there were two crisp knocks on the door, like two thunders exploding in the room, instantly interrupting Tesoro's fantasy.

He was originally immersed in his own fantasy world, with an elusive smile on his lips, but at this moment this smile quickly receded like the tide.

Tezoro slowly put away his seemingly kind but actually sinister smile, and his eyes shot straight towards the direction of the gate like two cold arrows.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if trying to see through the closed door who was outside.

"Come in!"

Following a low and majestic command, the door inlaid with exquisite gold threads was slowly pushed open.

The first thing that caught my eye was a petite, pretty woman named Bakara.

At this moment, she was holding a unique-looking Den Den Mushi tightly in her hand and walked into the room cautiously.

Bakara walked to a place a few steps away from Tesoro and stopped, then bowed his head respectfully and said, "Lord Tesoro, Chis has met the Blood Blade as you ordered, and successfully delivered this Den Den Mushi to him."

After saying that, Bakara raised his head and looked at Tesoro with a flattering expression, while his hands still held the Den Den Mushi steadily, waiting for Tesoro's next instruction.

However, Tezulo did not respond immediately.

He just sat there quietly, staring at Bakara expressionlessly, his eyes so cold that they seemed to be able to penetrate a person's soul.

Time passed minute by minute, and the whole room fell into silence. Only the slightly heavy breathing of the two people could be heard clearly.

In this suffocating atmosphere, beads of sweat began to appear on Bakara's forehead and her face gradually turned pale.

Because she knew very well that if she couldn't satisfy this moody master, the consequences would be disastrous.

Finally, when Bakara felt that he could no longer bear the pressure, Tezoro moved.

He slowly stretched out his right hand and reached towards the Den Den Mushi in Bakara's hand.

Every subtle movement seemed so graceful and calm, as if he was accomplishing something extremely important and sacred.

When his fingers finally touched the Den Den Mushi, Bakara couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, secretly glad that he had finally overcome this difficulty.

At the same time, Tezulo took the Den Den Mushi and said in a slightly dissatisfied tone, "Remember next time, don't barge in when I'm laughing the most. You know? This will seriously ruin my good mood and hearty laughter."

Hearing this, Bakara nodded hurriedly like a chick pecking at rice, and said, "Yes! Lord Tesoro, please rest assured that I will be more cautious in the future and will never make the same mistake again."

After saying this, Bakara breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, she secretly warned herself that if she encountered a similar situation again next time, she would have to let others deal with it no matter what. She really didn't want to endure that terrifying gaze again.

Tesoro still held the Den Den Mushi steadily in his hand, then waved his hand casually at Bakara and said, "Okay, you can leave first. Remember to close the door for me."

"Yes!" Bakara did not dare to be negligent. After answering, he turned around without hesitation and walked out quickly.

In the blink of an eye, she was in front of the door, reached out and pulled it gently, and the door slowly opened.

Then she stepped out of the threshold, and with a push of her backhand, the door closed tightly again. The whole action was smooth and seamless.

After Bakara's figure completely disappeared, Feld, who had been sitting in his seat in silence, stood up and walked slowly towards Tezoro with steady steps.

When he got closer, he stopped, frowned slightly, and asked solemnly: "Tezoro, have you really considered everything about the communication with Blood Blade?"

Facing Feld's questions full of doubt and worry, Tezoro seemed to have a clear idea in hand.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a confident arc, and he responded calmly and leisurely: "Haha, Feld, just put your heart at ease! I know what those big shots think, and I'm sure everything will be fine."

After hearing Tezoro's solemn words, although Feld was still a little uneasy, he chose to suppress his anxiety temporarily.

He curled his lips slightly and muttered softly: "Humph, I hope it will go as smoothly as you said..."

Then he closed his mouth and said no more. He just stood there quietly, watching Tesoro's every move.

At this time, Tesoro did not care about Feld's reaction, but slowly moved his eyes to the Den Den Mushi held tightly in his hand.

Tezulo stared at it, seemingly weighing the words he was about to say in his mind.

After a brief thought, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and then he stretched out his finger without hesitation and pressed the call button on the Den Den Mushi.

Following a slight "Bulu Bulu" sound, the other party's voice soon came from the other end of the phone...