I write novels in Liyue

The skinny man glanced at Hu Tao.

The 77th head of the Wangsheng Hall, the last time I ran into her while she was reselling books.

They lost several thousand Mora.

They definitely couldn't win in a fight. Not to mention the two brothers, even ten more members of the treasure-hunting gang wouldn't be a match for her.

They could only swallow their anger and bear it.

However...

But thanks to her, we got new clients.

He turned to look at the two young men leisurely drinking tea in the teahouse, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Two fat sheep."

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P.S.: There will be another 3,000-word update later.

Chapter 279 The Taste of Lying (3,000 words)

"Fat sheep? Are we...are we going to rob them?"

The fat man seemed a little nervous and asked.

"What kind of robbery is that? Only barbarians do that. Real treasure-hunting gangs make money with their brains. If you don't use your brain, you'll be a lackey your whole life. Do you understand?"

"That's what the skinny guy said."

I still don't understand.

The fat man shook his head.

"Are you from Liyue? Why can't I understand Liyue language?"

The skinny guy slapped the fat guy on the back of the head and said.

"But didn't we lose ten or twenty thousand Mora when we used our brains to make money by reselling books?"

The fat man hesitated for a moment.

"You don't know anything."

The skinny guy slapped the fat guy on the back of the head again and said, "Before, we bought the books before we found a buyer. This time, let's find a seller first and then buy the books."

"So... what do you mean, boss?"

the fat man asked.

"Don't they like reading Fang Qiu's books?"

The skinny man's lips curled up slightly as he said, "We'll talk to them about Fang Qiu's future books and have them put us in line for them. With their financial resources, they should be able to offer us a good price."

"Big brother, do you mean we should get up early every time we release a book to make money?"

The fat man's eyes lit up, and he said, "It looks pretty good."

"Are you stupid?"

The skinny guy slapped the fat guy on the back of the head again and said, "We're a treasure-hunting gang. Can a treasure-hunting gang just do things honestly?"

"So... what do you mean, boss?"

The fat man asked hesitantly.

Because they were afraid of being beaten, they dared not make any wild guesses.

"Of course they took the deposit and ran away."

The skinny man smirked and sneered, “We’re Bao’er’s people. No matter how rich they are, they can’t buy off people in the underworld to do anything to us. As for the Qianyan Army, as long as we don’t leave any evidence, they can’t do anything to us. I just observed them, and they don’t have the Eye of God. In other words, if we threaten them, they’ll have no choice but to accept their fate.”

"Boss, you're a genius."

The fat man said, "So, how many should we take?"

"Don't worry about how much you want, just keep your mouth shut in a bit."

The skinny man waved his hand and said.

"Alright, boss."

The fat man nodded.

After tidying up their belongings, they walked into the teahouse and approached the True Lord of Moon-Cut Sun and the True Lord of Water-Controlling Mountain.

"Gentlemen, we just saw you asking someone to queue up for you to buy books. My brother and I specialize in queuing up for people to buy Qiu's books. Do you need someone to queue up for you next time, whether it's movie tickets, books, or theater tickets? We will prepare them for you in advance, and you only need to pay the original price."

"That's what the skinny guy said politely."

How much does it cost?

Lord Lishui Dieshan raised an eyebrow, glanced at the skinny man, and asked.

"After all, books and tickets about Fang Qiu are very difficult to obtain immediately, so we have launched a monthly or yearly subscription service. A monthly subscription costs 5,000 Mora, and a yearly subscription costs 20,000 Mora."

The skinny man grinned and said, "I'm honest and fair. If it's fake, I'll refund the full amount."

"A full refund isn't enough. If it's fake, not only will we get a full refund, but we'll also provide all the services we're entitled to. Plus, we won't have to pay for anything else. If you agree, I don't mind paying three people's fees for ten years."

"The True Lord of Flowing Water and Stacked Mountains said in a calm voice."

ten years!

They really are easy prey!

Twenty thousand a year, that's two hundred thousand in ten years!

Three people equals 600,000!

Although I knew these two people were rich, I didn't expect them to be this rich.

I originally thought I could earn a few tens of thousands of Mora from these two people, but I never expected to earn 600,000 Mora in one go.

These two are such idiots with so much money!

Didn't you even think to try a basic package first?

He had clearly prepared his explanation.

They're such easy prey.

For some reason, feeling the other person's indifferent gaze, the skinny man felt inexplicably uneasy, as if something was wrong.

But now that the die was cast, he had no choice but to proceed, so he gritted his teeth and said, "No problem."

"This is 600,000."

As he spoke, True Lord Lishui Dieshan threw out a large bag of Mora.

"Boom."

The heavy Mora bag slammed onto the wooden table, as if it had struck their hearts.

Both groups of thieves felt their hearts skip a beat and couldn't help but swallow hard.

"make a deal."

The skinny man's lips unconsciously curled up as he reached out to grab the heavy Mora bag.

However, his hand froze the moment it touched the Mora bag.

"Ok?"

The skinny man was startled, and then he was horrified to find that he couldn't move.

It felt like being paralyzed by a ghost in the middle of the night; apart from being clear-headed, my body seemed to have lost control.

But I was clearly still conscious.

Just as he was horrified, True Lord Lishui Dieshan picked up the teacup beside him, took a sip, and spoke in a calm voice.

"Is there any truth to what you just said?"

The skinny man was taken aback and was about to deny that it was true, but the words he uttered made his soul tremble.

"It's fake. I plan to take 600,000 Mora and run away."

The True Lord of Flowing Water and Die Mountain was not surprised at all by the thin man's answer. He calmly said:

"The contract has just been made. Since what you said is false, you must fulfill the contract. I have placed a curse on you. From today onwards, you must prepare three copies of Fang Qiu's books, movie tickets, and opera tickets, regardless of whether we need them or not, and wait here. If you are missing any of them, the curse on you will take effect. As for the consequences, you don't want to know."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two members of the treasure-hunting team regained control of their bodies and sat down on the ground with a thud. Although it was the dead of winter and snow was falling lightly outside, they were covered in cold sweat.

Looking at the two young men in front of him, his eyes were filled with fear.

What just happened was completely beyond their comprehension.

"Do you understand?"

The True Lord of Water and Mountain Strategist asked the question.

"I understand, I understand."

The skinny man nodded vigorously, his face contorted in a mournful expression.

"Alright, you may leave."

"The True Lord of Flowing Water and Stacked Mountains said."

Upon hearing these words from the True Lord of Water and Mountain, the two of them scrambled out of the teahouse.

"Boss, what should we do?"

The fat man asked with a mournful face.

"What else can I do? Remember to get up early on the next book release day..."

The skinny man wiped the cold sweat from his face and said tremblingly.

The feeling that your life is entirely in the hands of the other person is terrifying...

"Boss... how about we try robbing instead next time? It feels like we always lose money every time we try to make money with our brains... how many times has this happened already..."