Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World-Chapter 69: Master Juan

With no more reservations, Amalia proceeded. Shield-type artifact were actually easier to repair compared to offensive artifacts, due to their relatively simpler internal structure. If the young man had brought an offensive artifact, Amalia wouldn’t be confident about fully restoring it.

An hour later, Amalia handed over the repaired artifact to him.

The young man compared the repaired item to a picture, finding it indistinguishable. He then inspected the artifact’s functionality using his spiritual power, discovering that its power hadn’t significantly diminished.

He looked at Amalia with a newfound seriousness. "You’re quite skilled. What Rafael mentioned turns out to be true."

Hearing the familiar name, Amalia’s expression remained unperturbed. "That’ll be one million."

The thin stall owner gasped in shock. Repairing an intermediate level artifact for a million, more than what he could earn in a year running his stall.

The thin stall owner felt an intense mix of emotions. He resented Amalia for encroaching on his business, yet grudgingly admitted her genuine skills, and also seeing a chance to learn from her.

The young man kept his word, unconcerned about Amalia’s hefty fee. He instantly transferred a million to Amalia on the spot. "The money’s been transferred. If I have more damaged artifact, I’ll come find you. Also, my name is Santiago, remember that."

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"Young Master Sabate, this is Master Juan, he is the most renowned artificer in Big Apple City, especially skilled in repairing artifact. He once assisted the mayor in fixing an advanced level artifact, you can inquire about these achievements," Yannis introduced Master Juan to Mikel.

The Master Juan he spoke of was a middle-aged man, wearing Daoist attire, projecting an air of a reclusive sage, somewhat aloof— make Mikel wondered if his demeanor align with his actual skills.

"Mikel, I’ve heard of this Master Juan name. Sima Baiwei, that idiot, hired a few artificer in the past, and this person face seems quiet familiar, it’s likely one of them," Hubert observed Master Juan for a while, and speaking quietly into Mikel’s ear.

"Oh, so Yannis didn’t deceive me. He truly managed to bring the best artificer in Big Apple City," Mikel nodded somewhat satisfied.

Hubert sneered, "He wouldn’t dare to deceive us, unless he don’t want to stay in Big Apple City anymore and avoid the capital. Otherwise, he’ll have to run errands for us and stay low."

Mikel’s gaze shifted to Master Juan, casually crossing one leg, "Yannis said you have a knack for repairing artifact. I have a damaged artifact here. You can try to fix it. But let me clarify, if I’m not satisfied, you’ll know the consequences."

"Young Master Yannis is flattering me too much. I can repair most artifacts, but I can’t guarantee I can mend all of them, especially spiritual artifact ones," Master Juan replied calmly, "However, if Young Master Sabate requests, I will do my utmost."

"What kind of artifact?! I don’t believe Yannis didn’t inform you in advance. I want you to repair an advanced level artifact. So, quit talking nonsense about spiritual artifact. If you truly have the skill, then that’s great. But if you don’t have the skill, and still dare to brag in front of me, don’t blame me for getting upset later," Mikel rolled his eyes. Although he was young, he was well-traveled and could see through Juan Herrera’s tricks instantly.

Master Juan’s expression stiffened. Regardless of their status, the bigwigs in Big Apple City were polite to him, even if the mayor himself would be very polite when he meet him. But Big Apple City was just a second-tier city. The real powerful figures were in the capital’s hidden and powerful circles.

This Young Master Sabate was the stepping stone for him to enter the upper echelons in the capital. He might have prestige and status in Big Apple City, but he wouldn’t dare offend Mikel.

After all, he didn’t just have the Sabate family behind him but also that intimidating and powerful family that everyone dreaded.

"Young Master Sabate had taught me. Could you tell me specify which artifact you want to repair?" Master Juan sensed Mikel’s impatience and immediately altered his approach. When dealing with a kid, it seemed playing straightforward might be more effective.

Mikel signaled Hubert with a glance.

"Be cautious. This item is extremely precious. If you mess it up, even before Mikel gets his hands dirty, I’ll be the first one who cut your head off," Hubert warned bluntly while placing the artifact on the table.

Master Juan suppressed his inner displeasure, channeling spiritual power into the artifact. As he inspected and privately observed, it was undoubtedly an advanced level artifact, but the extent of the damage was astonishing.

Not only was the interior riddled with flaws, but the exterior was also unrecognizable.

He felt excited rather than flustered. No wonder Mikel hesitated to let others repair it. Such artifact was beyond a simple restoration; most artificer would likely couldn’t manage it. His opportunity had indeed arrived. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

"Young Master Sabate, do you have the original blueprint for this artifact? It would be good if it was from every angle." Master Juan asked, containing his excitement.

Hubert handed over the blueprint, with over a dozen detailed images.

Reviewing each picture carefully, Master Juan remarked, "This artifact’s issues are quiet big. It will take some time to find the repair materials. If Young Master Sabate trusts me, and grant me three days. I assure you that I’ll return an identical artifact within that time."

"Agreed. I’ll give you three days," Mikel replied, standing up.

"Return here with the repaired artifact in three days. I don’t like waiting for people."

Realizing that Mikel was hinting them to leave, Yannis and Master Juan didn’t linger and departed from Mikel’s residence together.

"Congratulations, Master Juan. Success is within your grasp, and entering the upper circle in the capital is imminent. When that time comes, please don’t forget me," Yannis congratulated Master Juan as they got into the car.

Master Juan beamed, "The situation isn’t settled yet, but I’ll heed your words, Young Master Yannis. If things go as you’ve said, I won’t forget your support."

Yannis felt overjoyed. It was a victory—he not only gained insight from Mikel but also received a promise from Master Juan. Killing two birds with one stone. "Thank you very much, Master Juan."

After parting ways with Master Juan, feeling content, Yannis drove back home. The butler informed him that the Senior Manager of the company had arrived an hour ago and was waiting for him in the living room.

"How’s the matter I assigned? What’s the situation?" Yannis tossed his keys on the table, slumped into the sofa, and asked imperiously.

The Senior Manager wiped the sweat off his forehead, "Back to Second Young Master, it seems that the Salvador isn’t planning to compromise. Even with our pressure, they unexpectedly began to resist. How should we proceed?"

Yannis was displeased upon hearing that they couldn’t even handle a mere Salvador family, he then replied, "Do I have to instruct you on such matters? If the Salvador dares to resist, it means they don’t regard the Yoder Group highly. Just deal with them directly, and if something goes wrong, I’ll take responsibility."

"However, the Salvador isn’t an ordinary small enterprise. If we resort to aggressive measures, there might be a big uproar. This could be hard to conceal from the Chairman," the Senior Manager expressed concern.

"I’ll speak with the Chairman about this. You all follow my instructions. If we really manage to swallow the Salvador’s company, the Chairman will praise us, and I won’t forget your contributions," Yannis was brimming with confidence. Failing to handle even a Salvador would dent his reputation, and inviting ridicule from his family.

The Senior Manager felt a little bit moved. he already do anything Yannis wanted to do, so he might as well go all out. After all, he was merely following the Second Young Master’s orders. If the Chairman blamed anyone, it wouldn’t be on him, at most, he would have a deduction from his salary.

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Returning home after closing the stall, Amalia found Kenny Lin following not too close but not too far behind her, as if taking a leisurely stroll. The distance between them remained constant, not extending or shrinking by more than half a meter.

Amalia knew that even if she asked him not to follow, he’d probably claim they were heading in the same direction. Given his shameless nature, he might come up with even more bewildering statements, so it was better not to acknowledge his presence.

Kenny Lin didn’t obstruct her from going home. Once she shut the door, he retreated to his own place.

The communicator that carelessly left on the door earlier in the day, lit up once again. There were over a hundred missed calls from different numbers, along with a few messages from several people.

Kenny Lin glanced at the communicator, the latest message coming from a woman named Julia.