Chapter 153: Price
Lu Jinzhao ignored the threat from the parchment.
This wasn’t the first time the parchment had threatened her, and even though it seemed very serious, to Lu Jinzhao, it was just the same nonsense as before.
She decided to give the parchment the cold shoulder in return.
Isn’t it acting all high and mighty?
Isn’t it refusing to speak?
Lu Jinzhao also stayed silent until she met Sang Yuanbo.
The meeting place was a compartment in a teahouse, private enough, and upon first seeing Sang Yuanbo, Lu Jinzhao was a bit surprised.
Online, Sang Yuanbo was a merchant who was lively to the point of excess, but her offline image was unexpectedly steady and reliable.
“What’s wrong? That look, a bit surprised?” The woman named Sang Yuanbo wore a suit, carrying a bag that looked very expensive, tall at around one meter eighty, her tone when speaking revealing ease and confidence, her clothes, shoes, and even hair strands all exuding refinement and neatness.
As she walked, Lu Jinzhao saw she was also wearing red-soled high heels, the color even more vibrant than the lipstick on her lips.
She didn’t look like Countess Cat at all.
She didn’t even seem like a talkative person.
“Yes, a bit surprised.” Lu Jinzhao blinked, not hiding her emotion.
Sang Yuanbo approached her, a perfume scent that wasn’t strong but had an extreme sense of presence wafting over, and the tall woman slightly bent down close to her, her eyes with exquisite makeup gently winking, then lowering her voice as if joking: “When out and about, you have to put on a show.”
The originally somewhat awkward and tense atmosphere instantly disappeared, and Lu Jinzhao felt the distance between her and Sang Yuanbo quickly closing.
Wow.
Lu Jinzhao quietly sighed in her heart: Is this the finesse of adult socializing?
A relaxed expression naturally appeared on her face, and she followed Sang Yuanbo into the compartment.
Since the other wanted to close the distance with her, she didn’t mind appearing more friendly.
She just didn’t know whether the talkative Countess Cat online was her disguise, or if this seemingly dominant merchant now was the disguise?
Or perhaps, both?
Seeing Lu Jinzhao meet Sang Yuanbo, the parchment finally couldn’t hold back.
[Hey!]
[You’re really going to show it to her?]
[Aren’t you afraid she’ll take it and run?]
[Humans have no credit!]
Even if humans lack credit, they’re still better than ghosts.
Lu Jinzhao carried out the cold violence thoroughly, even when the parchment raised the offer to return her soul if she gave it the thing in the box, Lu Jinzhao didn’t budge.
On the contrary, because of this, she wanted the thing inside even more.
Willing to spit out even the soul, the thing inside was absolutely, extremely extraordinary.
The two sat down in the compartment, without much small talk, Sang Yuanbo simply explained her rules for doing business to Lu Jinzhao, and after confirming Lu Jinzhao had no objections, Sang Yuanbo suggested looking at the transaction item.
Fate is suppressed in reality, but different fates are suppressed to different degrees; the train suppresses the hardest those like spirit possession that can directly cause “harm.”
Lu Jinzhao’s [Shadow Play] was also among those being suppressed.
However, the Divine Calculator lady’s fate didn’t seem suppressed too harshly, and the Sang Yuanbo in front of her was the same.
The train has its own set of operating rules, but for now, the passengers haven’t fully figured them out.
“My requirement is to open this box and see what the price is.”
Lu Jinzhao reached out the iron box, and in the instant she was about to hand it to Sang Yuanbo, her eyeballs suddenly trembled uncontrollably, the scene in front of her blurred wave after wave, in the dizzy instant, Lu Jinzhao realized it might be the parchment causing trouble.
Fortunately, this chaos lasted less than two seconds before Lu Jinzhao “suppressed” it, as if it was just a momentary low blood sugar episode.
Sang Yuanbo keenly noticed the anomaly and asked what was wrong?
Lu Jinzhao shook her head, saying only that she hadn’t rested much since returning from inside the platform, and her spirit was a bit off.
Sang Yuanbo didn’t press, but looking at the dense cold sweat on Lu Jinzhao’s forehead, she knew it was probably not the case.
At this moment, Lu Jinzhao’s body showed no abnormalities, but her heart was filled with coldness.
The parchment could actually influence her to this extent?
If it were inside the platform, and it pulled this at a critical moment, could she withstand it?
So that’s why, would she die?
But since it could do this, why hadn’t it happened before inside the platform?
Or was it that for the parchment to influence her to this degree wasn’t easy either?
[Seen how powerful I am?]
[I advise you not to continue.]
A hint of sarcasm appeared in Lu Jinzhao’s eyes, she didn’t say much, just handed the iron box to Sang Yuanbo.
Sang Yuanbo took the item, then took out a small knife, cut her finger, a drop of blood fell on the iron box, Sang Yuanbo stared straight at the iron box, her eyes became empty, as if blind, or perhaps, replaced with a pair of ghost eyes not her own.
Under her gaze, that bloodstain continuously twisted into a strange pattern.
It lasted about half a minute, and in that half minute, Lu Jinzhao was certain the Sang Yuanbo in front of her wasn’t even breathing.
Until the pattern completed, she suddenly gasped for air.
Then, she quickly placed the iron box on the table, as if what she held was a hot potato.
Lu Jinzhao couldn’t understand that pattern, or rather, no one except Sang Yuanbo could.
She only knew that the look Sang Yuanbo now gave the iron box carried irrepressible astonishment.
“This thing…” She hesitated, then looked up at Lu Jinzhao: “It’s a very powerful supernatural item, right?”
“Not just what’s inside, including this iron box.”
“To open it will take some effort, but I know someone who can open it.”
“Just the price won’t be cheap.”
“Because the other is first-class.”
Lu Jinzhao frowned upon hearing this; though she had deposits, it wasn’t particularly much, and she had a premonition this transaction wouldn’t use money.
But she still asked: “What price?”
“Hold on.” Sang Yuanbo said, picking up her mobile phone and sending a message to someone.
The reply came quickly, but the content seemed to surprise Sang Yuanbo, and Lu Jinzhao again saw the emotion this shrewd adult couldn’t suppress.
“…She replied.”
Sang Yuanbo’s voice was a bit strange.
“The price is one yuan.”
“What…?” Now, even Lu Jinzhao was shocked.
“That’s right, one yuan, cash, a coin.”
Sang Yuanbo nodded: “Give her one coin, and she’ll open this box for you.”
