"Now that you've come to Green Day, what's the thing you most want to do?"
The moment the envoy asked, everyone on the other end of the communication froze with alarm, their hearts sinking, instinctively preparing a strike plan, readying to launch a strong attack command.
But by the time Huai Shi reacted, it was too late.
Because he had already spoken the answer hidden deep within his heart...
"—Of course, it's to make money!"
Huai Shi shouted back, eyes wide, "The criminal underworld is great! There's no mental burden with backstabbing, not only can it improve the economic situation, but I can secretly stash away a lot of gold! Hey, are you Green Day folks rich? Could you distribute more? I'm almost broke; seriously, if this keeps up, I'm going to have to sell myself!"
Envoy: "..."
Ai Qing: "..."
Huai Shi who realized: "..."
Dead silence.
An awkward dead silence ensued.
