One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

Upon hearing Feng Baobao's suggestion, Jiang Bailan began to seriously consider whether burying his opponent was a reliable idea. After all, his Luo Tian Grand Ceremony this time was different from Zhang Chulan's. Zhang Chulan's goal was to seize the right to inherit the Heavenly Master, while Jiang Bailan's goal was to demonstrate his strength and gain leverage in negotiations with the company.

Half a minute later, Jiang Bailan came to the conclusion that this was feasible.

Although fighting his way through the entire Luo Tian Grand Ceremony would certainly showcase his strength and might even make him famous in the world of supernatural beings, he still wanted to avoid as much trouble as possible.

Fighting and killing...

Jiang Bailan was extremely unwilling.

Even with the potential threat of the company hanging over his head, he remained true to his original aspiration and tried every means to slack off.

In Jiang Bailan's view, all he needed to do in this Luo Tian Grand Ceremony was to pick a few opponents like Ayu and show off his strength. He didn't need to worry about the other little Karamis at all.

How many Ayu do we need to fight?

Jiang Bailan felt that if he could defeat about three Ayu, he would have achieved his goal for the Luotian Grand Ceremony.

This not only achieved the goal but also allowed us to be lazy. What do you call that? This is a win-win situation!

Zhang Lingyu: "So, I've become a unit of measurement?"

Finding this method feasible, Jiang Bailan turned her gaze to Feng Baobao, staring at the other's eager eyes, and asked softly, "Sister Baobao, can you manage?"

Jiang Bailan wasn't worried about the opponent's strength, but rather whether there was enough time.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Transforming into a tiny figure, Feng Baobao gave an OK sign, reassuring Jiang Bailan.

“Okay, Bao’er, then I’ll leave my opponent to you.”

"Here!"

"What?" Jiang Bailan asked in confusion, looking at Feng Baobao who was extending her hand to her.

"Pay me, you have to pay me for overtime."

Okay, okay! I never expected you to be like this, Bao'er.

However, Jiang Bailan didn't say anything. It was only right to pay people for working overtime, after all, he wasn't a heartless capitalist who didn't pay overtime.

He took out his phone and immediately transferred the 5000 yuan, which he hadn't even had a chance to warm up yet, back to Feng Baobao.

"That's not enough. I need more money. I want 10."

Jiang Bailan: ? ? ?

Good guy!

You're really asking for the moon! You're asking for 10 right off the bat. Jiang Bailan even wondered if she had sent Feng Baobao to work for the Old Master, otherwise how could the other party dare to ask for 10?

And they're so self-righteous about it!

You have to understand that he only asked Xu Si for 15 yuan for the entire Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, plus compensation for mental distress and other miscellaneous expenses. Yet Feng Baobao, who is just a henchman, dares to ask him for 10 yuan. Isn't this going against the heavens?

It is simply the opposite of Tiangang!

They actually dared to rob Jiang Bailan.

You haven't learned anything else, but you've mastered the money-grubbing layman's ways, haven't you!

Jiang Bailan certainly couldn't tolerate the other party's behavior, so she rejected the unreasonable proposal on the spot. As a result, the two of them continued to negotiate the price on their way to the back mountain.

Then, Jiang Bailan fell silent. This was the first time someone had left him speechless.

Jiang Bailan: "Sister Bao'er, 10 is too much, can you reduce it a bit?"

Feng Baobao: "You have money."

Jiang Bailan: "10 is really too much, and burying people is just a side thing for you."

Feng Baobao: "You have money."

Jiang Bailan: "Even if I have money, you can't charge me like this. Do you even know how to do business? I'm already in this situation, shouldn't you give me a discount?"

Feng Baobao: "You have money."

Jiang Bailan: "..."

Feng Baobao: "You have money."

Jiang Bailan lost all temper after hearing the repeated "You're rich," and he finally understood the other person's stubbornness.

He secretly cursed himself for being an idiot, wondering what was the point of arguing with that "idiot" Feng Baobao.

Just as he was about to give up, Zhang Chulan, who had been listening to the two arguing, got excited, and the number 10 kept echoing in his mind.

He couldn't come up with 10 yuan to give to Jiang Bailan, but he could pay back 10 yuan of Bao'er's debt on her behalf. That would be equivalent to him paying 10 yuan himself, and Brother Lan could ensure his safety at the Luotian Grand Ceremony!

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan gave himself a big thumbs up.

Zhang Chulan, you're such a little genius!

Seeing this, Zhang Chulan immediately stepped forward and said, "Sister Bao'er, I'll cover the 10 yuan for Brother Lan. What do you think, Brother Lan?"

"can."

Feng Baobao doesn't care who pays for it, as long as someone is willing to pay.

Looking at Zhang Chulan, Jiang Bailan didn't rush to speak. Instead, he weighed the pros and cons. The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He felt that Zhang Chulan seemed to be taking advantage of him for free.

If he agrees, although he won't have to deal with most of the contestants, he will have to protect Zhang Chulan. What's the difference between the two?

Aren't they all problems that need to be dealt with?

Seemingly sensing Jiang Bailan's displeasure, Zhang Chulan immediately took out his phone and transferred all the money he had saved up over the years to her. Then, with his head down, he said in a low voice, "Brother Lan, this is all my savings. During the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, you only need to protect me once. I really want to know about my grandfather!"

12571.24 yuan received via WeChat!

The presence of both whole and odd amounts suggests that Zhang Chulan has had a difficult time these past few years.

Looking at Zhang Chulan's heartbroken expression, Jiang Bailan's lips twitched involuntarily. This bastard is really good at pretending. But 1 yuan is still money, and this guy doesn't seem to have encountered any danger on Longhu Mountain.

"Alright, stop pretending. Remember, only once."

Jiang Bailan gestured for Zhang Chulan to stop his clumsy performance, but in his heart he was thinking, "Why not take this free money?"

Similarly, with Jiang Bailan's assurance, Zhang Chulan felt a significant weight lifted off his shoulders. Before he could even relax for a moment, a voice came from behind him.

"Zhang Chulan, give me the money."

When Feng Baobao saw that Jiang Bailan had received the money, she also started demanding payment.

It's obvious to anyone with a brain that the naive Feng Baobao was no match for Zhang Chulan, the leader of the Thirty-Six Sun Thieves. She was easily fooled by him in just a few words.

Jiang Bailan had no doubt that if they hadn't been there, Zhang Chulan could have tricked the other party into becoming a miner in a black coal mine.

The kind that you dig up one without making a sound.

Then, Jiang Bailan heard Feng Baobao, flattered by Zhang Chulan, utter that classic line.

"They all say I'm silly, but I'm actually incredibly clever!"

Jiang Bailan's lips twitched slightly, and she thought to herself, "My cleverness is my ass! You're really smart."

Xu Si looked helpless. If he didn't know that Zhang Chulan was someone he could absolutely trust, he would have killed him right now.

On the contrary, Xu San's expression changed slightly. Even after being influenced by the others, he still could not accept the shameful act of burying people like Bao Bao.

"Xu Si, is this really a good idea? Na Du Tong is a legitimate company."

On the contrary, Xu Si didn't seem to care and said indifferently, "Baby is just a temporary worker. He can just not wear the company uniform when the time comes."

Jiang Bailan: "..."

As the group walked, the venue for the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony gradually came into view from afar, with a large number of extraordinary individuals gathered in the open space to participate in the competition.