Chapter 212, The Classic Conspiracy
“Actually, the leader is just a Crossing Tribulation Stage.”
“Turns out luck was on their side recently, and they just broke through.” Young Master Sang glanced at Bai Ming’s somewhat silent expression and could only explain somewhat begrudgingly.
Bai Ming cleared his throat, “I was wondering why that Demon Cultivators sect was making such a ruckus in the cultivation world recently.”
“So there’s actually a Great Ascension Stage expert who promoted.”
“That sounds like a bit of a problem… I just got the impression from your leader that they’re not too eager to let anyone go.”
Young Master Sang looked curious. “What did the leader say?”
“Your leader said that if she gets a lifetime free VIP at Fusa Pavilion, she’ll let you borrow me to play for a couple of days.”
Young Master Sang: “?”
Although it seemed somewhat pricey, why did it make him unhappy?
“That doesn’t make sense?” Bai Ming frowned in confusion. “How can a foundational stage little cultivator make a Great Ascension Stage expert reluctant to let them go?”
“Is your leader really that attached to you?”
“No, I don’t know.” Young Master Sang shyly averted his gaze.
He couldn’t exactly tell him that he was just buttering up the boss, coasting on their good relationship to reach his current position.
“But it’s fine.”
Bai Ming patted Young Master Sang’s shoulder. “Just keep working there. Whenever you can’t take it anymore, come and find me.”
“I promise, as long as you come, there’ll always be a vice pavilion master position for you!”
Young Master Sang was instantly grateful and raised his cup. “Good brother! Cheers!”
After a few rounds of drinks, both of them opened up, letting their guards down, and began chatting freely.
“Hey,” Bai Ming said, already a bit tipsy, propping himself up and slowly continuing, “To be honest, after being here for a while, I’ve realized this world isn’t really that exciting.”
“In the end, it’s all about making money and enjoying life. There’s not much more to play with here than back in our world, it’s painfully boring.”
Young Master Sang was going to retort, but then he remembered Bai Ming was a life winner before coming to this world, a young master with a family business, living a different life than someone like him at the bottom.
Perhaps for him, this place really isn’t as interesting as his previous world.
“Back there, I could ambitiously prepare to carve out my own piece of the commercial market, locking horns with the real big shots of the business world. That’s challenging!”
“But after coming here, just a few years in, I’ve monopolized almost everything I could. There’s no challenge at all.”
He listlessly rolled his empty wine glass across the table. “Now, I don’t even know what my life goal is anymore.”
Young Master Sang could only laugh wryly.
If anyone else said something like that, it would be pure Versailles.
But after chatting with Bai Ming for a while, Young Master Sang realized he was just a straightforward guy, with no ill intentions.
“Brother Sang, what about you?”
“Me?”
“Yeah.” He tilted his head curiously at him. “Do you think you’re happy coming to this world?”
Young Master Sang thought seriously for a moment, then suddenly smiled lightly. “I should say… I’m pretty happy.”
“In the past, I lived a mundane life, going through the same steps each day, with the sole goal of earning enough to pay off my mortgage and car loans.”
“I had no real life goals or motivation to keep living. I didn’t even find someone I could like and strive for.”
“But now, at least in this world, I have a job I’m satisfied with, a wife waiting for me at home every day, and tenants I need to care for.”
“Once a person has a goal, there’s motivation. Many days that seemed hard to endure before just don’t feel that tough anymore.”
“Hey…” Bai Ming propped his chin up. “You already have a wife, huh?”
Mentioning this made Young Master Sang’s face flush slightly, and he awkwardly said, “Well, I haven’t formally gotten married yet.”
“But my wives are all really good to me. Our relationship is pretty nice.”
Not just one… Bai Ming rolled his eyes.
“Ha, that’s right. For someone like you, with this world’s lack of monogamy restrictions, it’s definitely more enjoyable than your previous world.”
Young Master Sang coughed slightly, unable to resist saying, “Aren’t you the same? With such a family business, shouldn’t you have gotten married long ago?”
“With your wealth, three wives and four concubines are nothing. You should at least have a harem of three thousand beauties!”
Bai Ming’s expression froze momentarily, and after a moment, his voice suddenly rose a few notches:
“I-I’m still young! I haven’t had enough fun yet, I don’t want to get married!”
Young Master Sang looked at him in confusion, noticing his somewhat embarrassed and indignant expression.
How strange.
In his impression, young masters from wealthy families party hard without pause.
There’s no way he’d react like a blushing virgin when marriage was brought up.
“Uh, if you don’t like it, let’s drop it.”
Young Master Sang hurriedly changed the subject. “By the way, do you usually dress like this? Or is it just because you wanted to test me today?”
“Usually, it’s like this too.”
Bai Ming seemed slightly uncomfortable, shifting away from Young Master Sang, trying to act casual. “It’s not that it’s shameful; it’s just safer this way.”
“You have to understand, the Floating Splendor Commerce is powerful enough to step on many toes.”
“In this situation, the more I can maintain my mystery, the better I can ensure the safety of my businesses.”
“As long as no one can figure out my details, no one will dare act rashly against the Floating Splendor Commerce.”
Young Master Sang nodded in realization, unable to resist giving a thumbs up. “Brother Bai, what foresight!”
“But since you’re so open with me, does that mean you trust me?”
Bai Ming shot him a sidelong glance.
“Since I chose to be open with you, there’s definitely a way to ensure you keep your mouth shut.”
Young Master Sang’s heart suddenly tightened.
No way? After all this, is it another banquet where I find myself in danger?
He expected the next line would be something like, since you know my secret, you can’t leave.
“Relax~” Seeing Young Master Sang’s anxious expression, Bai Ming casually smiled.
“We merchants are not like the underworld, we have our own ways of doing business.”
“To prevent the other side from becoming an enemy, the simplest method is to tie our interests together. We rise and fall together.”
Young Master Sang pondered, stroking his chin.
“Brother Bai means…”
“We Floating Splendor Commerce is just a commerce association,” Bai Ming said quietly, “Although we will hire guest cultivators for self-protection purposes…”
“If we recruit too many cultivator fighters, it’s bound to draw the attention and unease of other forces.”
“But in business, we’ll inevitably encounter numerous inconveniences and sometimes need protection through force.”
“And as I know, the Demon Cultivators sect you are part of has just upgraded to a holy land, establishing a branch. You’re currently lacking in money, people, and business.”
“So, what do you think?” Bai Ming’s gaze was piercing as he looked at Young Master Sang.
“Are you interested in discussing a potential collaboration?”
