As soon as she finished speaking, the "protectors" around her, who had just been secretly pleased that the Hundred Knowledge Pavilion disciples had "bowed down," were now provoked by Yun Wan'er's "grievance" and immediately turned their guns on Shen Zhaozhao.
"What are you doing? Junior Sister Wan'er is speaking up for us lowly cultivators, fighting for fairness! And you, you're jumping in to sabotage her?!"
"How can someone who carries firewood for others drown in the wind and snow?! Don't you have any sense of camaraderie among fellow cultivators?!"
Shen Zhaozhao picked at her ear. She didn't even glance at Yun Wan'er. She took a step directly to the Hundred Knowledge Pavilion disciple who had just been rescued from the brink of a heart attack and was on the verge of tears.
She raised her hand and patted the doorman's shoulder very naturally, the gesture carrying a hint of familiarity between two buddies, her tone casual: "Hey, steward, don't just stand there."
"Didn't they just say they wouldn't accept any more tasks from the Hundred Knowledge Pavilion? Why don't you just give me all the tasks in one package?"
The surrounding cultivators: "???"
Yun Wan'er's pitiful expression froze instantly, the color draining away completely, leaving only an unbelievable deathly pale face.
This person... actually... actually completely ignored me?!
In the Tianyan Sect, when was she not the center of attention, with everyone carefully coaxing and praising her, afraid of displeasing her?
This person is quite good-looking, but unfortunately, he's blind to her beauty and remains completely unmoved by it!
This stark contrast caused Yun Wan'er to feel genuinely wronged, and she glanced around with pleading eyes.
The group of cultivators clearly received Yun Wan'er's aggrieved gaze, and their sycophantic spirits were immediately rekindled.
"You bastard, what do you mean?!"
"Exactly! With so many tasks assigned to you, how can you possibly handle them all?!"
"I think you're just deliberately causing trouble and trying to embarrass Junior Sister Wan'er!"
Faced with the group's blustering but cowardly questioning, Shen Zhaozhao smiled faintly, a smile that carried an air of self-righteousness that could infuriate anyone: "Of course I can't do it all."
"Then why don't you—"
“I can’t handle it all, but I can outsource these tasks to other sword cultivators at half price.”
Shen Zhaozhao shrugged, looking at the faces that had suddenly contorted before her, and asked in a slightly surprised tone, "No, how dare you mess with us sword cultivators?"
"Haven't you heard the saying, 'Take it or leave it'? If you don't want to do it, there are plenty of sword cultivators eager to do it'?"
The air was deathly still.
The cultivators who were just moments ago making a huge fuss and wishing they could drown the disciples of the Hundred Knowledge Pavilion with their spittle were now like a flock of ducks with their necks choked, their mouths agape but unable to utter a sound.
Their faces were filled with blankness, bewilderment, and a shock that their consciousness had been completely shattered by a new, unethical logic.
no? ? ?
What the heck is that??
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