Chapter 975 Work For You
“Mr. Campbell, please have some.”
Donald was sitting in his chair when Fidel and Justus, solemnly brought over a tray with tworge
tiger legs on it to his surprise.
They respectfully presented the tray to Donald.
Everyone around was dumbfounded, unable to understand why the two brothers were so respectful
towards Donald.
Seeing that Donald did not ept the two tiger legs, Adler walked over from the side and said with
a smile, “Mr. Campbell, these two children have specially roasted these two legs from the tiger to
thank you for saving me. Please be sure to ept our gratitude.”
“Alright. Since it''s a token of your goodwill, I''ll ept it.”
After receiving the two tiger legs, Donald realized he couldn''t finish them all by himself. He took a
small knife and cut off a piece of meat from the tiger leg for himself to eat, then handed the rest to
Weston to distribute.
“This is my first time eating tiger meat, and it''s incredibly robust. It tastes much better than beef.”
“Isn''t that stating the obvious? Can a cow reallypared to a tiger?
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“Tigers spend their days roaming the mountains, and they are known as king of beasts. Naturally,
their meat must be delicious.”
Initially, everyone had quite a fewints abouting to such a remote and impoverished
ce.
But now, after having tasted tiger meat, it seemed that everyone''s previous dissatisfaction had been
thrown far into the clouds.
“Mr. Campbell, it seems like you''re not particrly interested in this tiger meat.”
After getting to know Donald, Drogo discovered that Donald was not the unapproachable boss he
had imagined him to be.
So, he plucked up the courage and started to initiate conversations with Donald.
As Donald was enjoying his meal, he said, “What''s so special about tiger meat? I''ve eaten lion
meat, ostrich meat, and even crocodile meat.”
Drogo stood next to him as he listened with a puzzled expression.
“Mr. Campbell, you must be joking, right? Can we actually get this kind of meat back home?”
Donald just smiled without saying a word.
He had gathered and roasted these meat to eat while he was on a mission in Quadfield.
Given his status, would anyone dare toment on him eating these animals?
Since there was tiger meat to enhance the mood, Weston allowed everyone to have a little drink in
the evening.
Then they started singing and dancing around the bonfire. By the time early morning came the next
day, there were hardly any who could get out of bed.
Early the next morning, Donald emerged from his room, only to see Adler and his sons cleaning
hunting rifles outside in the courtyard.
Upon seeing Donald appear, the three of them immediately stood up, showing him great respect.
“There''s no need for such formality, you know. I''m not some old warlord from the past. Why are you
all being so polite?”
Hearing Donald say this, the three of them finally rxed a bit.
“Mr. Campbell, you fulfilled one of my wishes by helping me kill that tiger yesterday. I am truly
grateful to you.”
“Why are you bringing this up again? Haven''t I already epted the two tiger legs from yesterday?”
Adler spoke earnestly, “I spent all ofst night thinking, and I''vee to realize that I''ve wasted my
entire life in these mountains. But I can''t let my two sons follow in my footsteps. Mr. Campbell, I can
tell you''re a good man. If you don''t mind, I''d like my sons to work for you in the future.”
The sudden request from Adler left Donald dumbfounded.
I''ve seen people giving away their daughters, but this is the first time I''ve seen someone giving their
sons.
However, this Adler was indeed astute.
He could tell that Donald was no ordinary man, so he simply pushed his two sons to follow Donald,
all in the hopes of securing a better future for them.
But Donald wasn''t some kind of charity shelter that he would simply take in anyone.
Seeing Donald remain silent, Adler said to the two, “What are you standing there for? Show Mr.
Campbell what you''ve got!”