"Convex me?"
Daji snorted coldly, and the Nine Heavens Rebirth group suddenly fell silent, with countless '凸' characters quickly withdrawing.
In the end, only Bai Su, Xu Ba, and two other people remained who hadn't withdrawn their messages. Fang Zong also noticed that Daji had stopped sending voice messages.
[It seems that although Bai Su has a weak foundation, she is not ordinary. Xu Ba relies on her power and doesn't even put Daji in his eyes.]
Fang Zong re-examined Bai Su, carefully memorized the other two IDs, stood with his hand on his sword, and waited quietly.
Daji quickly turned around, her nine tails soaring through the air like a fairy. When she landed in front of Fang Zong, she took two steps forward and then suddenly stopped.
"The Na Yuan Pill!" she exclaimed, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Fang Zong kept his word and threw over five Na Yuan Pills.
Five Nascent Soul Pills, worth fifty million, were still priceless. Fang Zong's casual gesture caught Daji's eye, and she couldn't help but quickly step forward to carefully take the pills.
The unique aroma of the elixir wafted towards her, and she licked her lips, salivating, but couldn't bear to eat it. After putting it in her bosom, Fang Zong's attitude suddenly became affectionate.
"Would you like some tea, boss?" Daji looked around.
Unfortunately, there was no tea, and the entire suite was a mess, like a graveyard that had been abandoned for five hundred years.
Some hotel staff stood in front of the door and saw Daji's nine tails that seemed to float and blot out the sky. They were so frightened that they trembled all over and didn't even have the strength to run away.
Seeing Fang Zong's calm expression, she felt slightly relieved and moved closer to him.
"Don't worry, you can calculate how much compensation you should receive." Fang Zong waved to the hotel staff.
Clearly, the staff had no intention of calculating these things and just wanted to get away from trouble. However, work is also related to life, so they finally went outside the wall to do the calculations, feeling terrified.
Fang Zong gestured for Daji to go to another suite, and after she sat down, he said, "Please sit down."
"No need, boss. Just tell me what you need, as long as... tsk tsk."
Daji rubbed her slender, snow-white fingers back and forth.
Fang Zong: "...Are you really that poor?"
"Of course, boss!"
Daji had long lost her graceful and noble demeanor; her eyes gleamed with golden light: "As the saying goes, good people are rewarded, and evil people never have a good end. It's not that retribution won't come, it's just that the time hasn't arrived yet! Since the extinction of the sages, the fall of the nine heavens, the collapse of the Heavenly Court, and the destruction of the six realms, we demons have lost our backers. The cycle of heaven and earth naturally turns, so of course, those with grudges will seek revenge, and those with grievances will seek redress."
"Which monster hasn't killed? Which one hasn't harmed people? Their reincarnations are all unfortunate."
"So he deserved it?"
"Yes, he deserved it!"
Daji was very open with Fang Zong, such a big spender, but she also felt a little disappointed when she got to this point.
"Actually, so many years have passed. The old monsters of the past have reincarnated countless times and suffered countless hardships. They have paid off all their debts. I know that I was Daji, the wicked woman who brought ruin to the country, but I didn't gain anything. All I had was beauty and an intimidating royal air."
She said softly, "I am Daji, but I am not Daji. I dare not harm people wantonly; I only want to make more money. Because..."
Fang Zong looked up and asked, "Can't you move an inch without money?"
"Yes, it's impossible to move an inch, and you might even lose your life."
Daji smiled bitterly, and suddenly tears fell, as fine and pitiful as autumn rain.
Two years ago, she and her older brother left their mountain village and came to Haijin City to work.
Everyone says Haijin City is prosperous and full of opportunities, but before they could find jobs, they ran out of money. They slept in parks, ate leftovers, and occasionally received a little spare change from kind people, which her brother used to buy her steamed buns.
That day, someone gave them two boxed meals. Thinking they had met kind people, they ate them, but then immediately fainted. When she woke up, she saw her brother's internal organs being removed and sold. His belly was hanging down, his internal organs were placed in a freezer, and his eyes were looking at her with extreme concern, but he was already dead.
To this day, she still remembers her desperate screams, her suddenly more exquisite and graceful body curves, her long hair tangled with the wind and fluttering, and her nine snow-white tails swaying.
She realized something even more: nothing is more important than being broke!
If we had money, how could my brother have died?
"The compensation amount has been calculated. It's three million two hundred and ninety-six thousand. We'll round it down to three million."
Fang Zong stared at Daji when a hotel staff member knocked on the door and reported a number.
Immediately afterwards, the hotel manager was pulled away, revealing the face of a young man.
The man bowed and smiled at Fang Zong: "Hello, our CEO just called and said that the military officers protected us so diligently that we really don't need any compensation. It's just... I don't know your name? Of course, if you have a business card, our CEO is on his way..."
"A military general's business card equals friendship."
Fang Zong said calmly, looking at Daji, "Pay up."
"No compensation!" Daji immediately covered her exquisite luxury handbag.
Fang Zong rolled his eyes: "You can afford to stay in a presidential suite and carry designer bags, but you can't afford to pay for the things you break?"
"I didn't pay for the room, I seduced their receptionist, and the bag is mine..."
"Um?"
Fang Zong suddenly laughed.
Daji awkwardly forced a smile: "Well, well... the bag was a gift from my friend, don't even think about causing me trouble! I won't pay the fine, and I won't go to jail..."
Before he could finish speaking, Fang Zong casually said, "Make some accounts."
"What?"
"Make a detailed account of everything you've stolen, robbed, or cheated, and I'll compensate you. But in return, you have to obey me."
"Will you pay?"
"Ten Nascent Soul Pills, for ten years of your money."
"I... damn it, I'd even sell myself!"
One hundred million! A full one hundred million! Ten Nascent Soul Pills are worth one hundred million!
Daji's little head was completely filled with a series of zeros.
Eight zeros!
Ten million! That's a hundred million!
Although she could make a lot of money through swindling, cheating, and stealing, and enjoy life to the fullest, it was all shady business, and she always worried about being wiped out by military officers. This hundred million was different; she could go to the bank, withdraw all the cash, pile it up like a small mountain in the street, and shout it from ear to ear:
"My money! All of it is my money!"
"I'm a super rich woman!"
"I no longer have to eat the boxed meals given by 'kind people'!"
Daji's alluring face twisted with wild joy. Suddenly, she sat down on the ground, kicking her beautiful legs, which made people stare in disbelief, and cried heartbreakingly.
"Uh, you're a powerful expert at the first level of the Technique Realm!"
Fang Zong remained silent and handed over a few tissues.
"Thank you, boss."
Daji casually took the tissue, stuffed it into her bag, and wiped away her tears with her sleeve: "Can I go with the boss again tomorrow?"
"what?"
"Find someone to build a good grave."
"OK!"
Fang Zong readily agreed, took out the jade bottle, and poured the Yuan Dan out.
"Oops!" I accidentally poured out too many, a total of seventy or eighty.
Fang Zong casually stuffed it back and tossed the remaining three to Daji: "Here's your deposit."
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