Meanwhile, within the Talisman Association, resentment festered.
They no longer cared about reasoning.
They only wanted to bring Lana down.
As a result, they made their move.
They lowered the price of their talismans to ninety thousand dollars.
Their strategy was simple.
'As long as we keep reducing prices and endure the losses, we can outlast her,' they believed. 'Once she goes bankrupt, we'll reclaim everything.'
It was a neat plan. But it was flawed.
What they failed to account for was Lana's overwhelming financial reserves. Even if they drained their entire treasury, they might not be able to outlast her.
While they plotted their revenge...
Lana was immersed in something far more important.
Excitement filled her chest as she continued her practice late into the night.
After countless attempts, adjustments, and failures... she finally broke through.
"I did it…" she whispered softly, her voice trembling slightly with exhaustion and excitement.
