Chapter 241: Going Home

But Ailin has always been very measured.

"We have to wait for Lao Da's word..."

Cheng Shuili: "......"

No wonder the news arrived so quickly; they had been waiting all along.

These people are really rowdy, but they're also quite warm.

Cheng Shuili smiled, but rejected Ailin's request.

【Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji】: Take a break, I'll do it.

She sent the message and didn't waste a single moment, selecting the player and using the card directly!

Su Rui, while driving: "......"

Again??!

She truly didn't know what to say,

but this time, Su Rui wasn't nervous at all.

Thanks to Cheng Shuili, she's gotten a bit used to it.

Su Rui crossed her arms, stared at the rearview mirror, and waited to greet Cheng Shuili when she emerged.

At first she thought Cheng Shuili was going to meet some friend, but when she saw the long sword slung over the other's shoulder, her pupils suddenly dilated and her body whooshed upright!

Is a fight coming?

Yes, it's a fight! Or a fight with someone!

This chance is too rare; how could Su Rui, a native hot‑blooded fighter from the martial hall, miss such an event?

She immediately drew her small dagger and jogged off the vehicle.

Three minutes later...

Someone on the regional channel reported that the Blood‑Red Madman's avatar had gone dark.

"Yo ho, the person is gone..."

"Still arrogant? So arrogant..."

"The Blood‑Red Madman really hit the titanium alloy board this time, damn, he's actually slashing along the net line!"

"That's a lesson to the chickens and monkeys, everyone... be more careful before speaking; after all, they're Number One, not a soft persimmon. No matter how nice they are, they're still Number One."

"Can't feel the slap on one's own face, huh... now many just watch for fun."

"It still feels like something's missing..."

"Missing what?"

The Blood‑Red Madman's pleading voice still echoed in the ears, but it must be said, Su Rui is truly an unabashed warmonger.

Ailin's favorite long‑handled iron hammer, she'll surely like it too.

Cheng Shuili pulled out two sheets of tissue, wiped the blood off the long sword, and halfway through, remembered something, opened the regional channel and posted a message.

【Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji】: Reminder to everyone, my bread can save lives or take them, before speaking next time, feel your own neck to see if it's hard enough.

"Single press..."

"Ah... it fits, now nothing's missing, from now on think carefully before speaking."

"I don't know why, it just feels something suddenly shattered."

"What? The filter for Wu Ya?"

"Wu Ya's filter didn't break, but there's a feeling of a child growing up. This week's Instance is a team battle, Wu Ya probably plans to establish his own faction, right? Everyone can look forward to it."

"Really? Has Wu Ya Dalao already gotten the tool to build a faction? Don't tell me it's the kind that just joins a group, that stuff is really trash."

"You ask us, who do we ask? Ask Wu Ya Dalao? He wouldn't tell us..."

"What about the one who just said a child grew up? Go ask them!"

"We should respect the child's privacy..."

"I don't care about your privacy! @Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji, boss! I've admired you for a long time; if I can work with you, please give me this chance! If I truly join your faction, it'd be a blessing from eight lifetimes of cultivation!"

"@Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji, boss, if you recruit juniors, you must look at me! I've been a professional sidekick for twenty years, guaranteeing to embellish every line you say!"

Immediately after that message, a dozen self‑nominations followed, turning the channel into a talent recruitment market.

【5】 Cheng Shuili: "......"

Cheng Shuili: "......"

She truly has no such plan for now; the only plan she has is to take on a servant.

The vehicle suddenly stopped; Su Rui stuck her head out of the cockpit and reminded Cheng Shuili: "La Ji Zhan has arrived."

Oh... Su Rui's hometown has arrived.

Cheng Shuili admits that thinking this way is excessive, but a gentleman judges deeds, not heart; she never voiced it, and that's enough.

Basic human decency, Cheng Shuili clearly possesses.

She stood up, ignoring Su Rui's pleading look for praise, and tidied her jacket.

She can be quite childish at times; that look clearly says: Cheng Shuili always impulsively uses cards without regard, but she wouldn't, because she's a polite good child.

Cheng Shuili sheathed the sword, glanced back at the good child, and said, "Let's go."

"Let's go."

Just like last time, entry requires an admission fee.

Servants don't need an admission fee; Cheng Shuili cheerfully got off, paid the fee, then got back in and told Su Rui to drive.

Su Rui has driven out from here before, but it's her first time going in.

Perhaps first‑timers share a special tacit understanding; the parking spot Su Rui chose happened to be the one Cheng Shuili picked last time.

The two just got out of the car, turned around and met a familiar old face.

The skinny, small‑statured orc elder grinned, his ears still missing, his eyes still bright: "Human miss... need a guide this time? It's only 5 Game Coin now."

Cheng Shuili lightly raised an eyebrow: "Do you still remember me? Looks like your business hasn't been great lately, huh?"

Su Rui, standing to the side: "......"

Is that how Heaven chats?

The guide unexpectedly spoke honestly, and Qing Qing nodded in acknowledgement: "There are too few newcomers, and even fewer veteran players hire guides; after a while, I won't be able to make a living."

Cheng Shuili paused, still silent, then heard him say: "But I remember it's not because you have few guests. You're too special—few people can snag a bargain on these stalls like you do. You don't realize that after you bought things, that stall owner felt awful for days."

"Oh?" Cheng Shuili became interested: "I bought the stuff—how did he know its value?"

The guide smiled faintly, shifted the conversation, and began to promote himself: "You can hire me now for just five Game Coins."

Five Game Coins, to buy the answer to this question?

Cheng Shuili laughed and shook her head; they're all smart people.

And five Game Coins, to Cheng Shuili now, is an amount she wouldn't even bother picking up if it fell on the ground.

Ahem, a bit pretentious.

She'd still pick it up.

She readily paid the five Game Coins; the guide first offered a polite remark, then immediately explained the reason.

"I'm happy to serve you."

"Because the black market stalls have a daily settlement function, you can see whether you made or lost money today, and even see the exact numbers."

The guide glanced into the black market, looked in that direction, and it was exactly the stall where Cheng Shuili had bought the totem last time.

He laughed and continued: "That day he really lost a lot of money; supposedly, he'll have to work for nothing for the next year."