A day passed in the blink of an eye, and the Sidey Tavern in the docklands was once again greeted by a myriad of toasting sailors, as well as some cautious-looking fellows.

As the largest alliance of smugglers in all of Neverwinter, this is not just a place for fun, but also a place for secret trading.

People who want to escape high taxes and buy low-priced goods gather here, and even hold auctions every once in a while to bid on rare magical weapons, equipment, and potions in a proxy currency called Smuggler's Coins.

It can be said that the Cidi Tavern is like a parasite lying on the main artery of Neverwinter's economy sucking blood, and the more it sucks, the less taxes the city will pay.

But none of this had anything to do with Mandane.

He came today just to meet someone, a boy who gave him a headache.

The loyal orc guard Gromin followed closely behind, forcing back the miscellaneous who wanted to take advantage of him with an extremely vicious look.

In this way, the two of them walked around the entire tavern twice, and finally in an inconspicuous corner, a relatively short figure was issued.

Due to the dim light, Mandaan couldn't see the other party's face clearly, but he still took the initiative to come closer and asked in a not very sure tone, "Are you Benny?"

"Yes, it's a pleasure to meet you, Your Excellency. Zhang Cheng took the initiative to take off his hood, revealing a young face.

"What's the matter with your eyes?" Mandahn subconsciously frowned.

"You ask this?" Zhang Cheng tapped the blindfold on his left eye and replied with a smile: "I had a little accident and lost one eye. ”

"Why don't you go to the temple and let the priest help you heal it, with the wealth you have now, you can't even get this money?" said Mandahn, reaching across the table, looking up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.

Although he had been mentally prepared before he came, he couldn't help but feel a powerful aura now, as if the person sitting in front of him was not a thirteen-year-old boy, but a clever and cunning dangerous person.

Zhang Cheng smiled and shook his head: "Why does it have to be cured? What is lost is lost, it can make me remember the mistakes I have made, and always remind me not to repeat the mistakes of the past." Isn't it worth rejoicing to get such a huge reward for just giving one eye?"

"You're smart, you're precocious, and you're better than I thought. But before we actually start today's conversation, I hope to do a magic test to prove our kinship. Mandaun had a complicated look and took the initiative to make the first request.

Because he understands that if he can't confirm that the other party is really selfish, then the rest of the conversation will not be valid.

"Yes!" Zhang Cheng nodded directly and agreed.

There was no doubt that he knew who the mage sitting in front of him was, and he also deduced from the boy's remaining memories that the other party was probably the boy's biological father.

Xiang Mandaen, who was accustomed to selfishness, obviously didn't care much about other people's feelings, so he directly took out a white crystal, then cut his finger with a dagger, dripped a drop of blood on it, and then pushed it to Zhang Cheng: "Come on! You are also the first drop of blood on it!"

Don't think this is some ancient blood confession!

Contrary!

It is a complex magical device that can tell if the two parties are related by blood, and is often used by nobles to determine whether the heir is their own.

After all, the atmosphere of the Faren Continent is so open, and the goddess of love, Shuna, has no shame, encouraging men and women to release their nature, not to be bound by marriage, and to enjoy the aftermath of the flesh.

Therefore, it has almost become a popular fashion for aristocratic men to cheat, keep mistresses, and visit brothels.

Not to be outdone, the women kept their heads up, had intimate relationships with the guards who protected them, and occasionally had a vigorous game of love with the handsome young artists and bards......

In short, there is only what you can't think of, and there is nothing they dare not play.

With such a promiscuous private life, it is natural to determine whether the offspring is biological or not.

As a result, just as modern society is becoming more and more open to sex, resulting in the increasing popularity of genetic paternity testing, the continent of Faeron also has magic to identify blood relatives.

As the saying goes, where there is demand, there is a market, and corresponding products and technologies will come into being.

Without any hesitation!

Zhang Cheng directly cut his finger and dropped a drop of blood on the surface of the crystal.

Moment!

Crystals unleash brilliant light!

Then the two drops of blood slowly seeped into the crystal, and finally fused together, forming a dark red crystal.

Seeing this scene, Mandahn immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, an embarrassed look appeared on his face.

It took him several minutes before he finally spoke, "I'm sure you've seen the results." Yes, I am your father, at least by blood. ”

"So what, dear 'father'?" Zhang Cheng asked with a smirk.

In order to express his disdain, he even added an accent to the word father, making the whole sentence sound very harsh.

If it were normal, Mandahn would have turned away without hesitation.

As a man who was amorous when he was young, he has played with as many women as a cow, and the number of illegitimate children is probably not too small, so he never cares about these.

According to the traditional concept of the Feron Continent, illegitimate children cannot even be regarded as a member of the family at all, and the vast majority of illegitimate children are either abandoned or raised until they reach adulthood and go out, and the best thing is to stay at home and become servants and housekeepers, serving their high-ranking brothers and sisters.

But the problem is that Zhang Cheng's current performance still surpasses the sum of all the other bastards combined, and has become a force to be reckoned with in Neverwinter.

In addition, Mandahn's age is not young, and he really needs an heir.

So after forcibly enduring the unhappiness in his heart, he gently tapped the table with his right index finger and explained in a low voice: "I understand that there is resentment in your heart, and you resent me for abandoning you. But you don't know that it's not that I abandoned you, but that your mother eloped with another man behind my back. She was the one who abandoned you in the beggar's nest!"

"Resentment? No, no, no, I don't mean to be resentful. Let's put these old things aside beforehand and tell me what you want from me, and how much leverage you're willing to pay?"

"I need you and the nest of beggars under your control! ”

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