The guard continued nagging in an attempt to get Vania and the rest of them to leave. Four guards wore increasingly dissatisfied looks on their faces, and they only felt annoyed at the sight of Vania's pathetic expression. Is she going to start crying now? I hate it when these people start bawling their eyes out, the guards thought. Fortunately for them, Vania didn't allow tears to fall from her eyes.
However, she stood firmly without budging, even after hearing what the guards said. Finally, she decided that she would just stand around—she was sure that the master would show up eventually. One of the guards let out a sigh as he shook his head. "There have been tons of people like you who insisted on standing around here. You're not going to change our minds," he said with a sneer. After seeing too many of them, the guards naturally lost all compassion for these people. "Honestly speaking, you wouldn't change our minds even if you got to your knees for us."
Vania frowned a little upon hearing the guard's words. That was exactly what she had planned to do. The guard continued to mock and jeer at her. "Who do you think you are? There have been people who stood in front of our master's front door for more than a year—even those people had to leave empty-handed in the end. Your determination is nothing in comparison to theirs!"
"There have been people who waited for more than a year. Three years, five years… There have been people who waited that long," another guard commented exasperatedly. Vania's determination meant nothing to them.
Did someone actually wait for that long? It seems like it's useless for me to just stand around here, then, Vania thought. What else can I do? I have to meet Master Gordon no matter what. Meanwhile, Larry and Linda were also trying their best to find other sources that could help them with this matter. Meanwhile, Hanson simply stood around calmly as he listened to the guards' statements. He was secretly analyzing all of their words.
Suddenly, one of the guards made a comment that changed the topic. "Judging by the way you guys are dressed, it seems like you guys aren't just normal citizens. Nevertheless, you should know that tens of thousands of rich people have also visited in the past year. They have given all sorts of gold and silver jewelry, but our master has never taken as much as a glance at those gifts. So, even if you have the money, you should use it elsewhere."
What Gordon wanted wasn't material items, so he wasn't interested in all the gifts the regular people had sent his way in the past. Even the guards felt sick from seeing all the valuable presents that people had sent to their doorsteps.
"Hurry and leave… Leave right now…" the same security guard said after commenting on their financial status. These guards had given Vania many past examples as they hoped for her to understand the situation and back off a little earlier. If they couldn't manage to coax her to leave, then their master wasn't going to leave the room, and the guards wouldn't get a rest.
Additionally, the guards weren't allowed to use violence. So, if they refused to keep a lookout at the front entrance, the people who wanted to see the master would just swarm in and block the way.
The guards were puzzled. Are these people made of metal? How can they persevere for such a long time? Vania sank deep into thought once more. She had never considered giving a gift, but it seemed like there was no point in considering that anymore. One of the guards appeared to have read Vania's mind as he spoke up moments after Vania had that thought. "You guys shouldn't waste your time trying to find a solution here. We've heard enough excuses to fill up an entire building. I'm afraid you guys will not come up with anything new at this point." The guards were not interested in hearing the same old comments.
These guards had worked with the master for nearly 20 years and had seen all sorts of people around. So, it only took them one glance to determine what the person wanted. Yet, Vania continued to stand still in her spot as she spoke up for herself. "I'm different from the rest of them," she said confidently.
She was sure these guards were rude because they thought she had malicious intentions. That was probably the reason the guards were dismissive and sarcastic toward her. If they found out that her son was actually poisoned, perhaps they'd let her in to meet the master.
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