Chapter 349: Naturally Stirred

Seeing this scene, the Rat King's eyes lit up; he lifted his wine cup, saluted Cheng Shuili, "Your little trick is nice, looking forward to our next collaboration."

Cheng Shuili also lifted the untouched clear water, substituting water for wine, and returned the toast to the Rat King: "I also look forward to that day."

Leaving the Rat King's luxurious base and returning to the ground, the afternoon sun pierced the thin mist, a bit dazzling.

Cheng Shuili squinted, feeling the solid sense that came with the weapon in hand.

Although she spent a lot of Game Coin, she also settled a matter she had been thinking about for a long time.

She also learned about the Wolf Clan…

Cheng Shuili fell silent; Wolf Jiu had once said she would go back to ask, but the story ended there.

She didn't mean to complain; she also understood the system's restrictions. Wolf Jiu didn't come, surely because he couldn't.

If players don't use items to summon, perhaps the beastmen can only be anxious.

The system really does everything bad!

Cheng Shuili shook her head and stepped into the Ten Thousand Beasts Trading Hall.

As soon as she entered, she heard a familiar voice.

"How dare you come back to our shop again?! You! It's you!"

Cheng Shuili followed the voice; the old rival's path was narrow, Hu Lielie just came in through another door.

His face flushed red, the once sleek, oily fur now a bit disheveled; he pointed at Cheng Shuili in a furious, sharp voice: "Those two so‑called commendation letters! They made me read them publicly at the clan assembly! I became the laughingstock of the entire Fox Clan!"

The gazes of other attendants instantly turned, curiously sizing up the two opponents.

Cheng Shuili stopped, calmly lifted her arm, and showed a perfectly timed puzzlement on her face: "Commendation letters? Oh, you mean those."

"My friend and I truly wanted to commend your enthusiastic service. And… aren't all I wrote factual? Or do you think my greetings to your family and friends were too enthusiastic?"

She deliberately stressed "commend" and "greeting", her eyes full of unabashed teasing.

Hu Lielie trembled all over, his tail bristling, angry at her feigned‑stupidity.

"Stop playing dumb here! Everyone can hear the sarcastic tone throughout! And those five hundred cards! The accounts don't match at all! The warehouse suddenly lost five hundred cards for no reason—did you do it?!"

As soon as he said that, a low murmur rose among the onlookers.

This wasn't just questioning the accounts; it was practically accusing Cheng Shuili of theft by name.

Cheng Shuili sneered inwardly, yet kept her face calm, even a touch innocent: "Manager Hu, you can't just say things recklessly."

"I paid 840 Game Coin for five cards; the transaction record is crystal clear. As for why the warehouse is short, isn't that your internal management issue? I'm just a customer—how could I tamper with your warehouse?"

She paused, scanned the crowd, and raised her voice a bit to ensure everyone could hear:

"And you, Manager Hu, you personally handed the goods to me. Now that something went wrong, you want to shift the blame onto this rule‑following, paying customer? Is the reputation of the Ten Thousand Beasts Trading Hall built on treating your Level‑3 VIP customers like this?"

"Level‑3 VIP customer?"

"Level‑3, huh!"

"It must have cost a hundred thousand Game Coin, right?"

The staff watching whispered to each other.

At that moment, a steady voice cut in, breaking the tense atmosphere.

"What's going on? Why are you gathering here?"

The crowd split as Hu Lai Lai strode forward.

Su Rui followed behind him, and when she met Cheng Shuili's gaze she innocently spread her hands.

She arrived early, so she hadn't encountered that guy Hu Lielie.

Hu Lai Lai first gave a faint glance at the pale, disheveled Hu Lielie, then turned to Cheng Shuili with a professionally apologetic smile:

"Miss Cheng, we sincerely apologize for the unpleasant situation you encountered. Regarding the account issue, the guild has already begun an investigation; preliminary judgment points to a system entry error or perhaps Manager Hu's mishandling, but in any case it has nothing to do with you."

"We deeply regret Manager Hu's improper words and baseless accusations against you."

Hearing this, Hu Lielie snapped: "Hu Lai Lai! On what grounds do you claim it's a system error! It's clearly her—"

"Enough!" Hu Lai Lai barked sharply, eyes keen, "Hu Lielie, losing composure in front of a client and slandering a VIP without evidence—are you not ashamed enough? The investigation need not wait; headquarters has already ordered your duties suspended! Leave this area immediately!"

Hu Lielie seemed as if his throat were strangled; his face turned from red to white, he stared in disbelief at Hu Lai Lai, then cast a venomous glare at Cheng Shuili, and slunk away through the crowd.

Hu Lai Lai turned to Cheng Shuili, his smile now genuinely sincere: "Miss Cheng, once again we apologize for this inconvenience. To show our sincerity, all your purchases here today will enjoy a fifty‑percent discount. Does that work for you?"

Cheng Shuili, seeing a good opportunity, lowered her arm and nodded: "Manager Hu handles matters fairly; I have no objections."

As the onlookers dispersed, each returned to their own business.

When the crowd cleared, Hu Lai Lai approached the two, his eyes glittering: "So those two letters were yours! How gratifying—unfortunately you didn't see his face turn green when the headquarters envoy read those letters publicly. Now the whole shop is quietly quoting the wording from the letters to greet him."

"The fifty‑percent discount you just mentioned doesn't count; that was a placating lie spoken in front of them! Whatever you want, just tell me—I'll foot the bill!"

After this grand declaration, she seemed to recall something, patting the pocket of her coat.

Perhaps reminded by the thickness of her wallet, she added sheepishly, "Could it be no more than a hundred thousand Game Coin? I don't have that much left."

Cheng Shuili and Su Rui couldn't help laughing at Hu Lai Lai's sudden shift.

The manager who moments ago was all business now seemed like a friend borrowing pocket money to treat them, a little embarrassed but sincere.

"Manager Hu, you're too kind," Cheng Shuili said with a wave, "We're happy to help a bit. As for paying, really, you don't have to…"

"We'll take it, we'll take it!"

Hu Lai Lai's tone was firm, voice lowered, "You don't know how much trouble Hu Lielie causes with his background, always running rampant, giving me countless headaches. Letting him suffer this loss is practically a public service! Please accept this goodwill, otherwise I truly can't bear it."

His eyes were sincere, making it hard to refuse.

Su Rui nudged Cheng Shuili's arm, whispering, "Can't resist such generosity, Lao Da, ten hundred thousand Game Coin—doesn't tempt you?"

Of course, tempted.