Song Xiner tilted her head back and blinked.
[So that's how it is. My sister is really good at raising the price once she gets something. If I had been so unscrupulous in my previous life, I would have become a billionaire long ago. Alas, I'm still too kind to these rich people.]
The corners of Song Sansan's mouth twitched.
You little heartless thing! Your sister is obviously thinking about you, and you still blame her for being heartless.
Uncle Kuan spread his hands, sat on the ground with his huge butt, and burst into tears. "Oh, Master Song, you said you wanted to help. For Xiao Tang's sake, for these frightened workers, and for my sake, could you please give me a price? How much will it cost for you to come out of retirement?"
Song Shanshan's frown never relaxed.
“It’s not about money…”
Before she could finish her words, she heard her little sister's sharp and explosive voice.
"Take it, sister. Let's raise eight figures for donations, and then ask for an auspicious reward of 666. Once we reach a small goal, I can gather a drop of blood essence to draw a talisman for my fifth sister!"
This time, Song Xiner had no bottom line.
When Song Shanshan heard this, she stopped talking mid-sentence and looked hesitant.
That’s what my younger sister said, but anything that is uncertain is a risk.
She felt that if she asked Brother Tang to introduce a few more wealthy businessmen and slowly put them together, she could still achieve a small goal.
The two people, one big and one small, stared at her mouth, especially Uncle Kuan, who looked expectant and nervous.
Song Shanshan shook her head.
Before she could shake, Song Xiner grabbed her hand and hinted at her.
[Sister, my beloved Sister Micai, what's wrong with you today? Answer it! Are you unsure of yourself? Don't worry, I'll help you. You should know that I'm a master of metaphysics. This is just a piece of cake for me. It's a little difficult, but not too much. Answer it!]
[Furthermore, you've already agreed and accepted the consequences. While it's true that you can give up halfway without any problems in the short term, it may have a more terrifying impact on your path of the mystical arts in the future.]
Song Xiner's hands were almost exhausted from shaking Song Sansan.
Song Shanshan's eyes twitched, her heart was conflicted, and she clenched her hands.
After a long moment, she spoke with difficulty, "Okay, I'll take it."
Uncle Kuan cried with gratitude.
Song Xiner was jumping up and down with joy.
"Oh yeah, now that this is done, we can let Fifth Sister get married in style! Let Old Master Shi shut up and be proud of Fifth Sister!"
The happy Song Xiner didn't notice Song Shanshan's worried and melancholy look at all.
Because of this incident, Song Shanshan became even more eager to become powerful.
She doesn't want to be a useless talker.
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