Chapter 231, Neglected Nian Nian
“……”
In the office on the top floor of Fusa Pavilion, Bai Ming stared at the work submitted by Sang Zhe, remaining silent for a long time.
Eventually, he could only chuckle helplessly and set it aside.
“Sang brother really… always comes up with such unexpected fresh ideas.”
The Little Maid beside him curiously picked up the work for a glance but quickly put it down, her face flushed red as she huffed.
“Men really have no decency…”
“But I really didn’t expect that this kind of book would actually be surprisingly popular.”
“It’s normal; where we are, books like this are just leftovers.” Bai Ming waved his hand, took a sip of tea, and casually asked, “Is the first batch of people from the Demon Cult arriving soon?”
“They’re said to be reaching Linzhou this afternoon.”
The Little Maid respectfully replied, “As per the master’s orders, people have already been dispatched to prepare for their welcoming at the city gate.”
“Then I leave it to you.”
Bai Ming nodded, “Once they arrive, immediately prepare for shipping. The three states have been rushing us; there’s no time to waste.”
“Understood.”
Just as the Little Maid was about to turn and leave, Bai Ming suddenly called her back.
“By the way.”
“What is Tang Jia Qi Shao doing now?”
“In response, Tang Jia Qi Shao lost the bet and is currently live-streaming, crying to his fans and ranting about Young Master Sang’s book being outrageous, as if he wants to back out of the bet.”
Bai Ming casually sipped his tea.
“Go tell him.”
“Starting today, he needs to live-stream slapping himself in the face for half an hour every day for a month.”
“If he skips a day, he better get ready to beg for food on the streets.”
The Little Maid was momentarily stunned, puzzled. “But… isn’t Tang Jia Qi Shao one of our authors at Fusa Pavilion? Why does the master side with outsiders?”
“What’s wagered must be fulfilled. Integrity is the foundation of commerce.”
Bai Ming’s tone turned slightly cold: “My Floating Splendor Commerce has only this one requirement; if he can’t meet it, he should pack up and leave.”
The Little Maid did not dare to ask further and agreed.
After she left, Bai Ming approached the massive floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the magnificent view of Linzhou City.
“Sang brother, oh Sang brother.”
“I’ve given you enough face.”
“Hope you and your people… don’t disappoint me.” She murmured to herself.
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Meanwhile, in Sang Zhe’s room.
“Eh eh eh, he’s slapping himself! He’s really doing it!”
“Ghostly, that loud! Do it again! Yes! Left side too!”
Surrounded by the communication device, Sang Zhe’s eyes widened with excitement as he watched Tang Jia Qi Shao slapping himself in frustration during the livestream, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.
“Good job.” Sang Zhe chuckled, “Didn’t expect this old guy to keep his word. I thought he’d cling on stubbornly.”
Over on the bed, Nian Nian was lying down, idly flipping through a book with a bored expression: “Is the host really so free to be concerned about this?”
“What else? Watching others live-stream to slap themselves is interesting!”
“Shouldn’t the host be paying more attention to the imminent clash with the Holy Kingdom?”
“What good would that do?”
Sang Zhe turned off the communication device and lay down beside Nian Nian, lazily looking up at the ceiling with his legs crossed: “We have no idea about the Holy Kingdom’s underpinnings; we’re in the light, and they’re in the dark. We can only react as we go.”
“Besides, I can’t ask you. Who knows how many points you’ll ask for this time, you little swindler.”
Nian Nian pouted, resting her chin in her hands, her fair face slightly puffed up: “Hmph! Aren’t you afraid of being clueless and then getting taken advantage of by the Holy Kingdom?”
“What happens, happens.”
Sang Zhe sighed, “I’m not like you—knowing everything. Without information, I have to feel my way through, right?”
“Even if information about the Holy Kingdom is expensive, the host could choose some cheaper bits!”
Nian Nian propped up her head, her little feet swinging back and forth, and said knowingly: “Like where they might set up an ambush, how many people they prepared, when they’ll act…”
Sang Zhe took a serious look at her: “…You have a point.”
“Hmph.”
Nian Nian puffed her chest out proudly and confidently stated: “So, the host definitely needs to rely on me! This information is a steal, and I’ll bundle it all for you for only—”
Before she finished, Sang Zhe had already picked up the communication device, dialing Shi Qingyan’s number.
“Hey? Senior Sister Shi. Can you send a few of your dependable subordinates to scout the planned route before transporting the goods? Mark possible ambush spots…”
Watching Sang Zhe enthusiastically chatting on the phone with Shi Qingyan, Nian Nian couldn’t help but pout her lips, fuming silently as she turned away.
…This system is livid.
Ever since the system started charging for information, Sang Zhe deliberately started to cut back on the times he bought intel from her.
Unless absolutely necessary, he now leaned more towards relying on his own manpower for intelligence gathering and planning.
Nian Nian couldn’t recall the last time Sang Zhe asked for her help.
In fact, it seemed like…
He was gradually neglecting and distancing himself from her.
For some reason, the more she thought about it, the angrier and more wronged she felt.
Damn it.
This system doesn’t believe it; you filthy host can hold out without using this system even once!
Before long, after giving instructions to Shi Qingyan, Sang Zhe lazily returned to bed and stretched out.
He even remembered to add with a grin: “Thanks, my dear Nian Nian mama.”
“Gross! Who’s your mama?”
Nian Nian shot him a disdainful glare, then pretended to be nonchalant, softly saying: “At this point, you’re so powerful, already at the upper echelons of Demon Cultivators. I guess my unwanted system can’t help you now.”
“Not at all; Nian Nian mama is always my dear mama.”
Sang Zhe smiled as he leaned in closer: “When something comes up that I can’t handle, I’ll still rely on you to unleash your fury!”
“Hmph.”
Nian Nian turned her head away, her black-framed glasses perched adorably on her pretty nose.
“In any case, given your stingy nature, you wouldn’t waste your points on this system.”
“How could that be? It’s just small matters I don’t want to trouble you with.”
Sang Zhe cleared his throat: “Plus… I just can’t afford to be broke. It’s hard-earned points; better save for when I really need them.”
“If you’re not interested in trivial matters, fine.”
Nian Nian suddenly shot him a sideways glance: “But what if I have information that the host would be interested in?”
“Like what?”
“For example… how Bai Ming is able to create communication devices and other things that don’t belong in this world?”
Sang Zhe’s playful expression gradually turned serious.
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