Merlin Hand didn't believe a fortune teller and lost interest.
"It's a waste of time. Let's pack up and leave!"
How could Carl watch his wealth fly away?
He stopped Merlin Hand and said, "Mr. Hand, think about it again. It's true. Here is the old house of the Smith family in the capital city!"
Merlin Hand paused and asked, "Which family?"
"The capital city... The Smith family..." Carl hesitated. Did Mr. Hand not know the Smith family? Didn't it say that the Smith family was very powerful? Was it a lie?
Merlin Hand didn't know what Carl was thinking, but as soon as Merlin Hand heard about the Smith family in the capital city, he thought of Zed Smith's disgusting face, so he asked, "Is Zed Smith's old house also in our business?"
"Yes!" Carl replied in a hurry.
Although Carl said so, in fact, it was not at all. He knew that the deal would disappear if he didn't say so.
Hearing what Carl said, Merlin Hand was excited. He immediately patted Carl's shoulder and said, "Good job!"