Upon hearing the translator's words, the two could hardly believe their ears. The turn of events was so sudden that they even thought they were doomed.

When the mountain of silk came into view, McKenzie, bowing and scraping, had already become a lackey, while Hubaye, worried, went to Qin Mo, wanting to pay the ransom himself to regain his freedom.

"Hubaye, why won't you accept that wealth? Am I not generous enough?" Qin Mo's face turned cold, and her tone became authoritative.

“Your Excellency of Great Xia, Hubaye is just a person, but he cannot do anything to harm his comrades. You have given me so much wealth, I don’t know what else is worth so much wealth besides helping you deal with my comrades.”

“Hubaye, I am a businessman. I only sell goods to various parts of India. All you have to do is help me build a place like the Malacca Free Trade Zone, and you... will become a big figure like Sultan Parameswara.”

A devilish voice came from Qin Mo's mouth, finally fooling the honest man, Hubaye. The Malacca Free Trade Zone is now a golden goose that lays golden eggs. Sultan Parameswara is now squatting at the entrance of the Free Trade Zone, drinking tea and chatting, not for anything else, but just to feel at ease seeing it.

"Hubaye Vias is willing to serve you!"

Hubaye Vias did not know what his pledge of allegiance meant, but every one of his descendants was grateful for the decision of their mediocre ancestor, which transformed the Vias family from a local power into one of the most prestigious noble families in the country.

A Galen ship laden with special products from the Dai-Yuan region departed from the dock. On the deck, Hubaye waved his arms vigorously, while McKenzie on the dock responded listlessly.

Hubaye led the advance team of the Dayuan Development Administration to Zhu, while McKenzie was left behind and assigned to some kind of "Special Operations Division".

Are you feeling very dissatisfied? Are you indignant that different people have different fates?

Upon hearing the question directed at him, McKenzie immediately turned around, bowed his head, and replied, "No, Lord Yuriel, I feel that I am best suited to be a special operations officer; that's what I want."

Sisley Ulier looked at this spineless subordinate and said, "Judging from your ability to bend and stretch, you really do have the makings of a 'special talent'."

Unable to answer his superior's question, McKenzie could only offer a silly grin. Decades later, when someone asked him how to be a top agent, he simply replied with four words: "Be flexible and adaptable."

There will be a second update later...⊙e⊙