Chapter 257: Keep Playing Music and Dancing
In the bathhouse of the Sang residence.
There was no rush to play the role of Tang Yubbing’s boyfriend.
The most important thing right now was still to handle the upcoming confrontation with the Holy Kingdom.
In the steamy bath, Sang Zhe let out a comfortable sigh, his expression becoming slightly more serious.
“Nian Nian.”
“Buy all the intel on the Holy Kingdom’s next deployment.”
“Humph.” Sitting by the shore with her delicate, smooth feet dangling, Nian Nian let out a slight huff, “Aren’t you usually reluctant to spend those precious points? Why are you willing to splurge so much on intel this time?”
“Can’t be helped.”
Sang Zhe shook his head helplessly: “This time, I really don’t want to lose.”
“It looks like we really have to rely on our neighbor’s super-mom Nian Nian.”
“I told you not to call me ‘mom’! I’m still a beautiful girl! Not old at all!”
Nian Nian shot him a glare, crossing her arms with an annoyed pout. “The deployment from the Holy Kingdom this time sounds quite thrilling.”
“Tianlang Wei has dispatched four realm-crossing generals to surround the three major exit routes of Lingzhou City.”
“Also, the Holy Kingdom’s Imperial Master’s estate has sent out a young prodigy who is said to have stepped into the Crossing Tribulation Stage at a young age and has the potential to inherit the position of Imperial Master.”
Five top-tier realm-crossing experts… Sang Zhe couldn’t help but feel a wave of emotions.
A realm-crossing expert could establish their own sect anywhere on the continent.
Yet in the Holy Kingdom, it seemed as common as cabbages.
No wonder the Holy Kingdom is so ridiculously powerful.
In contrast, even accounting for Yu Xia and himself in masking mode, they only had two realm-crossing experts.
Their combat power was completely disproportionate.
“Looks like we really have to call upon our good pals next door.”
Sang Zhe sighed.
Nian Nian shot him an eye: “What do you plan to do?”
“Help me post three bounty tasks at the Shadow Pavilion.”
Sang Zhe pondered for a moment before slowly dictating the content of the bounties…
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“Whew!”
On the top floor of Fusa Pavilion, in Bai Ming’s quarters.
A girl with hair that looked like a bird’s nest abruptly popped her head out from a large soft blanket on the couch.
Her bright eyes sparkled with excitement as she clutched her tablet.
“So touching! A perfect piece!”
“I’m such a genius for writing such a heartrending work!”
She held her tablet tightly, bursting with uncontainable pride and joy.
After indulging in self-satisfaction for a while, Bai Ming eagerly sent the story she just wrote to Sang Zhe.
Quick reply, quick reply, praise me, praise me…
Bai Ming stared at her tablet like it was a magnet, waiting for a message.
But in the end, instead of Sang Zhe’s message, she heard a shy voice from behind.
“Master… You haven’t handled the commerce affairs for two days.”
“Eh, it’s only been two days. If there’s something, let the servants deal with it themselves.”
“But, but without your authority, the heads of the商阁 don’t dare to make decisions on their own.”
“Ha? Am I feeding this useless bunch just for fun? Why should I decide everything? What do I need them for?”
Seeing her master’s fierce demeanor, the little maid’s eyes brimmed with tears as she whispered with a pitiful tone:
“Master… You weren’t always like this…”
“Before, if you didn’t handle商会 affairs for even half a day, you’d feel uncomfortable, even when you had a cold, you’d still think about managing the guild.”
“Why is it now—”
“Ugh.” Bai Ming waved her hand impatiently, “I’ve fought my whole life, can’t I enjoy myself a bit?”
“Go, go. If there’s nothing else, don’t bother me. Let those heads of the pavilion sort it out themselves.”
With no other option, the little maid slowly exited the room, looking like a sorrowful kitten.
Once the room returned to peace, Bai Ming was pleasantly surprised to find that Sang Zhe’s message had finally come back.
“The quality of this story is acceptable, but the female lead’s ending could be more tragic, like being tossed back next to the dumpster. That would really give the readers a taste of ultimate tragedy…”
“Ah! Yes, that’s just what I wanted to write!” Bai Ming’s bright eyes sparkled as she happily murmured.
Closing the tablet, she rolled over on her bed, hugging it tightly, only to finally lie back with a blissful expression.
“I’m so happy…” She gazed at the ceiling.
To have someone who understands you completely.
What a wonderful thing that is.
No wonder the little maid felt surprised.
Since Bai Ming reincarnated into this world, she had never focused on anything else.
She had always been fiercely career-oriented. To establish herself in the immortal cultivation world, she nearly regarded the商会 as her everything.
Working day and night, doing everything herself, even writing novels was just a way to occasionally spice up her life.
But these last couple of days, it felt like she was succumbed to obsession.
Her mind couldn’t process商会 matters at all, even with the second shipment’s transportation imminent and the Holy Kingdom looming outside.
She still subconsciously cast them aside.
Her head was only filled with that little tablet.
Anticipating the story she had been cultivating in her heart.
Eagerly awaiting Sang Zhe’s reply and feedback.
Longing for that joy and excitement when someone capable recognizes her inner thoughts.
Every time Sang Zhe’s suggestions aligned perfectly with her own, Bai Ming felt an immense sense of achievement bloom from within.
That feeling surpassed even the moment she founded Floating Splendor Commerce.
It was like being addicted to a drug.
Once you experienced the bliss and wonder of being understood by someone, it was impossible to think about anything else.
At this moment, it felt as if she had transformed into Sang Zhe’s shape.
Becoming a fool who could not function without a message from him.
“Sang Zhe… Hehe, my Sang Zhe…” She hugged the tablet to her chest, a vague smile creeping upon her lips.
“What kind of story should I write tomorrow? Will he find my little ideas again?”
“Hehe…”
Suddenly, the tablet lit up.
It was yet another message from Sang Zhe.
Bai Ming was overjoyed, immediately preparing to see if there was a second round of feedback coming.
However, upon opening the tablet, she realized the message didn’t come from Gongzi Shuiming’s account.
But from her own “Bai Ming” account.
“Brother Bai, I heard you’ve been unwell recently and can’t handle any商会 matters. Is this true? Have you gotten any better?”
A wave of happiness swept over Bai Ming: He’s concerned about me!
But the next line.
“Can you even handle this? We just wrapped up the second shipment of goods, and you pull this stunt? My brother is about to help you ship out the second batch! If you keep up this act, I might just quit on you!”
Bai Ming: “…”
Sigh.
Looks like the pleasant days are finally coming to an end.
(There are two more updates set for release tomorrow morning.)
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