Chapter 676: What Do You Mean by Massive?
That fair-skinned man was putting on airs again. Bai Xue had been with the Spirit Police for quite some time, and it was no secret that a snake demon served among the Lecheng Spirit Police. Everyone in the circle knew this, yet no one had ever sought trouble with Bai Xue. Everyone in the circle knew why.
Now that the situation had changed, the fair-skinned man dared to speak so arrogantly. Yang Haoran found it amusing but didn't expose him.
"From your words, young man, it sounds like you're preparing to make a move on Officer Bai? " Yang Haoran asked knowingly, putting on a convincing act.
The fair-skinned man nodded lightly, offering no denial.
"Exorcising demons is my duty. As a human, I absolutely cannot tolerate the existence of any demons. Those who are not of our race are sure to be of a different mind; demons must be eradicated."
The fair-skinned man spoke with an air of righteous indignation, but Yang Haoran showed a troubled expression.
"Emissary Yang, you needn't feel troubled. As an Emissary of Death of the Underworld Office, getting too close to demons will not benefit you. If you get entangled in trouble because of her, you will inevitably be punished by your superiors," the fair-skinned man advised.
Yang Haoran shook his head lightly, not agreeing with the fair-skinned man's assertion.
When Yang Haoran said these words, the fair-skinned man did not show a surprised expression; instead, he smiled meaningfully.
"Emissary Yang, do you still remember what I just told you? To succeed, one must know how to make choices and sacrifices. In the face of absolute gain, what friendship can there be? As long as Emissary Yang agrees not to interfere, I am willing to pay Emissary Yang a massive amount of New Beginning Coins."
These words almost made Yang Haoran burst out laughing. Not to mention that the fair-skinned man's sermon amused him greatly, just the chips the fair-skinned man put on the table made him feel like he was being treated like an idiot.
Now that the New Beginning Realm was in chaos, many places might have already abolished the New Beginning Coins. Their value was naturally incomparable to before.
Moreover, as the Emissary of Death for Lecheng's Underworld Office, he oversaw several Death God Temples, big and small. Anyone with a slight understanding of the market knew how terrifying the annual income of their Death God Temples was. He wasn't lacking New Beginning Coins at all, and using them as a bargaining chip, in his opinion, was like trying to fool a child.
He deliberately feigned slowness in front of the fair-skinned man, but the fair-skinned man, on the contrary, directly treated him like an idiot.
What was even more ridiculous was that the fair-skinned man even lectured him, claiming that in the face of absolute gain, there was no friendship to speak of. Although he didn't entirely agree with this statement, he didn't entirely deny it either; after all, people are different. Some would even abandon their own mothers for profit.
However, for the fair-skinned man to use New Beginning Coins as a bargaining chip, what kind of absolute gain was that?
"No, this is absolutely not possible. If I were to do that, how could I, Yang Haoran, continue to establish myself in Lecheng? " Yang Haoran shook his head, rejecting it very decisively.
Seeing Yang Haoran reject it so decisively, the fair-skinned man still maintained his air of confidence, continuing to speak with a smile.
"Emissary Yang, please don't refuse yet. I wonder if you heard clearly what I just said. I'm talking about a massive amount of New Beginning Coins. Do you know what 'massive' truly means?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Haoran wished he could slap the fair-skinned man across the face. At this moment, he truly couldn't understand what was going on in the fair-skinned man's mind.
Seeing Yang Haoran's face darken as he remained silent, the fair-skinned man continued to speak with a smile.
"I truly don't understand what Emissary Yang is thinking. Faced with the temptation of money, I didn't expect Emissary Yang to hesitate. Could it be that I underestimated the friendship between you and Officer Bai?"
The fair-skinned man shook his head with a smile, a puzzled expression on his face, while Yang Haoran took a deep breath, his expression considerably uglier than before.
"If you think money can corrupt the friendship between Officer Bai and me, then you are sorely mistaken. Don't you understand that I am an Emissary of Death?"
As he spoke, Yang Haoran deliberately emphasized the words 'Emissary of Death. ' He felt that with such a reminder, anyone who wasn't an idiot should understand his meaning. However, the fair-skinned man's response left him utterly speechless.
"I know Emissary Yang is an Emissary of Death, and that's precisely why I'm reminding you, Emissary Yang: given the current situation in the New Beginning Realm, it would definitely be better for you to befriend our Demon Hunter Association than to befriend the Lecheng Spirit Police. Don't you understand such a simple principle?"
There was some truth to the fair-skinned man's words, but what Yang Haoran was concerned about right now wasn't that issue. What he needed was for the fair-skinned man to offer a bargaining chip that truly moved him.
"As long as Emissary Yang befriends our Demon Hunter Association, there will be countless benefits in the future. If you miss this village, you won't find this shop," the fair-skinned man said with a smile.
Yang Haoran felt helpless. If he didn't get straight to the point, he worried that even if they talked until nightfall, they wouldn't get anywhere.
"Young man, you actually said something very true: in the face of absolute gain, so-called friendship is as fragile as tofu. However, the chips you've offered are not what I need. I'm referring to the New Beginning Coins. So. . . alas! " Yang Haoran said, frowning, his expression serious, his face somber.
Although he didn't say the rest, in his opinion, he had made himself so clear that even a pig would understand his meaning. The fair-skinned man would definitely understand too.
Hearing this, the fair-skinned man was stunned for a moment. Then his face immediately fell, his expression quite unpleasant.
"Emissary Yang, your excuse is far too clumsy. Are you really going to become enemies with our Demon Hunter Association for a female demon? Is doing so really worth it?"
The fair-skinned man's words made Yang Haoran feel an urge to spit out three liters of blood. He had never imagined the fair-skinned man would say such a thing. This leap in logic left him completely unable to follow. In his opinion, this sissy in front of him was either truly foolish or deliberately toying with him.
Yang Haoran took another deep breath, put away the serious expression he had on his face, first forced a bitter smile, then revealed a look that said, 'you've defeated me,' and finally nodded to the fair-skinned man.
"Young man, you are truly amazing. I didn't expect that I, Yang, had hidden myself so deeply, yet I still couldn't escape your discerning eye. You saw through my pretense with a single glance."
The fair-skinned man detected a slight shift in Yang Haoran's tone, and his face, which had already fallen, softened somewhat.
"It's not that I have some discerning eye, but rather that your act, Emissary Yang, was simply too poor. No matter how convincingly you pretended, or how certainly you spoke, your eyes had already betrayed you. In your eyes, I saw temptation; I saw ambition. I knew you were greatly tempted by the chips I offered; it's just that your heart is a bit dark, and you simply wanted to milk more benefits from me. That's why you were reluctant to agree for so long."
The fair-skinned man spoke with absolute certainty, and his tone even revealed a hint of smugness. It was as if he was telling Yang Haoran, 'You just lift your butt and I'll know what kind of fart you're going to let out, so there's no need to pretend in front of me. '
Yang Haoran offered no rebuttal to this. He was also too lazy to argue further with the fair-skinned man; he just wanted to achieve his goal as quickly as possible.
"You're right, young man. I truly am ambitious, and my heart is rather dark. Since you've seen through me, I'll just be straightforward with you. I don't want New Beginning Coins; I only want things that are currently useful to me. For example, ghostly entities are what I urgently need right now. As long as you can produce ghostly entities that satisfy me, what harm is there in me, Yang, joining forces with you to take down the target? " Yang Haoran's face returned to its usual smile as he spoke to the fair-skinned man.
Hearing this, the fair-skinned man's face also broke into a smile again. He first surveyed Yang Haoran up and down, and then spoke with a laugh.
"Heh heh, it seems that drunkard Ye Zhiqiu didn't lie to me. Emissary Yang is indeed a true villain who only seeks profit—oh no, slip of the tongue, a true man!"
Yang Haoran smiled faintly, seemingly not angered by the fair-skinned man's words in the slightest.
"Heh heh, whether a true villain or a true man, it doesn't matter. What matters is improving one's own strength. Only when one's own fist is big enough does one have the right to reason with others."
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