
Tyr had traveled between three cities all night. By the time they returned to Khanh City, outside the air looked bright. Max continues to yawn, but Tyr looks still energized. He looked out the window until dawn broke, and sunlight began to shine on the mountains outside the window.
"Master. Summers, it's amazing that you're still awake and full of energy. Your skills tonight have really opened my eyes!"
"Is that so?" Tyr smiled and replied, "One day, I once fought against a very strong opponent in the mountains. None of us could sleep for seven days and seven nights. In the end, I managed to defeat him. After that time, I didn't feel tired even though I didn't sleep for quite a long time."
"Are you a sniper?" Max asked curiously.
"No, I'm all-around."
By the time the pickup truck returned to the dog farm, the sun was already high in the sky. Max jumps out of the car and says, "The dog hotpot I've been cooking all night should be ripe."
Tyr looked at the morning sun and smiled. "Eat the dog hotpot in the summer morning. How nutritious!"
Tyr rushed into the doghouse, unlocked the metal lock, and opened the door. A dim incandescent light was seen inside the still-lit room, but as the sunlight entered, the halo was instantly covered with shadows.
"Are you still alive?"
This was the first thing Tyr asked when he entered. An hour after, he could see Stephen covered in blood as he limped closer to him. When he looked to Ah Tyr, there was something very wild in Stephen's eyes. The man looked battered and exhausted, but a cruel expression remained on his face. However, this ferocity slowly disappeared, and now he could stare at the sunlight outside the door with a confused feeling.
Matthew was also covered in blood. His huge body was currently on the ground, looking like a Tibetan Mastiff. There was even fur and dog blood in his mouth. Around him were three corpses of hunting dogs where the two dogs looked like iron hammers that had crushed them. Other dogs have lost most of the meat around their necks.
"Tcs..." Upon seeing this incident, even Tyr could not hold his breath. There really is something wrong with them.
Of the eight fighting dogs in the kennel, three were killed. The remaining five were scattered in every corner of the dog kennel, with fierce expressions. It seems they are at odds with Matthew.
Just then, a howling sound echoed within the room. This voice actually came from Matthew. Afterwards, the five dogs pounced towards Matthew as Matthew attacked them back with his hands and feet.
"Right time!" Tyr growled and stepped up to stand in front of Matthew. After which, he stared coldly at the five dogs. Just one glance alone was enough to make the five ferocious dogs similar to wolves shrink back in fear.
After Tyr brought Matthew and Stephen out of the kennel, Max threw a bucket of meat into the room.
Soon after his discharge, Tyr gave Stephen and Matthew a shot of rabies vaccine. "How are you feeling?"
Stephen was only speechless, not because he was reluctant to speak, but he was too tired. The sound of falling objects turned out Stephen fell to the ground and fell asleep.
Tyr placed a bowl of dog soup in Matthew's hand and said to him, "You can give up."
"Are you kidding me?" Matthew spent a bowl of boiling soup in just a short amount of time. "I knew this was an ordeal that Master gave Stephy and me. We got through it one night. How can we give up? Oh, right, Master, how much longer do you plan to keep us here?"
Tyr laughed as he replied, "Forever!"
Buk up!
The bowl Matthew was holding fell to the ground, and his body fell and fell asleep.
Tyr approached Max. "I'll leave him in your hands. In the next few days, Vanessa and Martin will be here as well. From today, you'll be the dog house manager. Remember my message the more you find desperate people, the more, the better. The same rules will still apply, I will give you one million dollars for each person! One more thing, get some ferocious war dogs as fast as possible. It's even better if you can get the Tibetan Mastiff and the wolves!"
Ever since he was with Tyr last night, Max has really considered Tyr as his superior and now he will be determined to serve him loyally. Money is not a catalyst. His intuition told him that this young man was able to take him somewhere and achieve something big. This is every man's dream!
Don't worry, Mr. Summers. Give me about two months, and I'll increase the number of people in the kennel by tenfold. There are too many desperate people in this world!"
"Good."
Tyr patted Max on the shoulder before writing some recipes and put them in Max's hands. "Gather the ingredients as per this recipe and make it into a paste. Share it with the people in the dog kennels."
"Understand me, Mr. Summers!"
***
For about half a month after the incident, there was still no sign of action from the Hill family. Tyr was somewhat surprised by their tolerance level and began to suspect that the Hill family was afraid to take further action. However, ants like this were not very much of a concern.
As time passed, through the fame gained from the previous incident, the Autumn Field Group's products were now well known throughout Riverdale Province. Brands looking to collaborate with Autumn Field are on the rise, and they continue to thrive in business. In addition, market feedback from Autumn Field products supplied to Gucci and the Smith Group also increased.
Today, Autumn Field has grown from a small-scale apparel production company to a large-scale clothing processing plant. In addition, Jorge had fulfilled his initial promise to Winifred and brought some of his best friends to join their factory. Autumn Field then acquired their factory at a suitable price and expanded their group size.
The resulting value of the Autumn Field Group had exceeded the size of the Zea Group. Therefore, since a few days ago, Winifred and Jorge have started preparing the next development plan of Autumn Field Group. They plan to open sales channels across Riverdale Province in the coming months. Once they achieve the desired results through various data comparisons, Autumn Field can begin preparations to launch their brand and open a dedicated store.
When that time comes, then Autumn Field will no longer be a garment processing factory for others but will be a company that sells their clothes on their own label. Setting up his own clothing brand has always been a dream of Winifred. This can also be done so that Autumn Field can get out of their comfort zone and enter the international market in the next ten years!