Chapter 510: Labor is the Most Glorious
As expected, they didn’t get to play “Original Immortal” even for a night.
The next morning, when Zhang Xiaoying opened the door, she was hit with a wave of alluring scents that made her fume. One after another, she yanked all four of them and tossed them into the bath.
So, early in the morning in the bath, Young Master Sang sat with three charming little girls in his arms, all four of them sporting dark circles under their eyes, looking ethereal and sleepily leaning against the edge.
“Last night… how many cards did you pull?” Hua Jianglian asked weakly.
“Four… I think?” Si Jingzhu mumbled, dazed, leaning against Young Master Sang’s shoulder.
“I think I was at five, but I can’t remember clearly.”
“Yeah, by the end, counting was completely forgotten.”
“Ah, and the event still isn’t over.” Long Huan pressed her head against Sang’s chest, tightly hugging his waist, her tail swaying gracefully, “We have to keep playing the event when we go back.”
“……Are you three a bit too idle?”
Young Master Sang lazily stretched and then embraced the three drowsy girls, acting as their pillow.
With one arm wrapped around one and another leaning against his chest, it didn’t take long before he heard the gentle snores of the three.
In her dreams, Long Huan was more stable, curled up prettily against Sang’s chest with her tail lazily moving on the surface.
Hua Jianglian was quite the opposite. With no embarrassment, she sprawled on Sang’s arm, using it like a toy, pressing herself against him without care.
Si Jingzhu would occasionally mumble in her sleep, mostly just repeating some pleading words from the night before, occasionally rubbing her soft little face against Sang’s shoulder.
At that moment, the whole bath was filled with a peaceful atmosphere, making Young Master Sang feel exceptionally relaxed.
Until a stern voice suddenly boomed throughout the Sang household.
“Sang! Zhe!”
“Where’s the money in the company account?!”
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In the main hall of the Sang household.
Young Master Sang knelt at the front, behind him were three dejected little girls.
At the seat, Tang Yubbing had a frown deepening on her brow and was glaring at the four with suppressed anger.
“Do you know what you’ve done wrong?”
“Really sorry…” The four all pitifully spoke.
“Now you know to apologize? You shouldn’t have been so reckless last night pulling cards!”
Tang Yubbing angrily said, “You four together pulled over a hundred thousand spirit stones! Do you think Demon Cultivators’ money comes from the wind?!”
“You! You were the former sect leader of the Demon Cultivators; don’t you have the self-awareness of a leader? You previously misappropriated public funds to buy figurine merchandise, and now you’re using public funds to pull cards! Why were you shoving work onto Li Shanyan in the first place?!”
Hua Jianglian hung her head in shame.
“As the little princess of the Demon Clan, you’re second only to Xiaoying in giving me peace of mind. Why are you also acting out like them?”
Long Huan let her head and tail droop as well.
“You’re even worse! I’ve been wondering why spirit medicine is flooding the underground market lately. How much hair did you pull out just to pull cards? Don’t you know your hair also has side effects?!”
Si Jingzhu pouted, feeling wronged.
Finally, Tang Yubbing turned her gaze to Young Master Sang.
Her authoritative and sharp gaze made Sang tremble and sweat profusely.
“What am I going to do with you?”
“As the head of the household, the sect leader of the Demon Cultivators, and the head of the Punishment Department.”
“And here you are acting like a child leading the girls in nonsense. Are you three years old?”
“I’m sorry…” Young Master Sang replied pitifully, but before he could finish, he was cut off by Tang Yubbing.
“What use is an apology? You’ll still make the same mistakes next time.”
“I see it’s because Xiaoying hasn’t been keeping an eye on you lately, and you’ve tossed your work to Li Shanyan, leaving all your energy with nowhere to go.”
“To put it simply, you’re just bored!”
Young Master Sang immediately shrank his neck: “No, I don’t want to go back to work.”
Tang Yubbing looked down at him with disdain: “Then it seems you still owe a bit in public grain.”
“Tonight, come into my room. I want to see if you’ll still have energy to be mischievous tomorrow.”
“I protest!” Hua Jianglian puffed up her cheeks, “This is using public power for personal gain! Sang is for everyone!”
“Got an issue? Then go work and pay back the misappropriated funds.” Tang Yubbing shot back without mercy.
Hua Jianglian immediately wilted.
Nearby, Master Yu Xia was enjoying the lively scene when she suddenly heard two tired voices at the door: “We’re back…”
“Wow, what’s going on here?”
Shi Qingyan and Meng Qiyan had just walked into the hall and were momentarily bewildered by the scene.
“What is this… a struggle session?”
“I guess someone ticked off Sister Yubbing,” Shi Qingyan said, gloating while glancing at Young Master Sang.
Sang shot back a fierce glare, communicating with his eyes, “Just wait till I deal with you.”
Shi Qingyan stuck out her tongue and made a face.
“You two came at the right time.”
Tang Yubbing softened her tone: “How did that spirit vein on the southwest side turn out?”
“Mission accomplished.”
Meng Qiyan rubbed her sore shoulders and said lazily, “Although we were a bit late getting there, there were already many sects and families waiting to get a piece.”
“But they couldn’t fight against me and Shi Qingyan, and we ended up grabbing eighty percent of the mining rights.”
“A rough estimate would be over forty million, right?”
Tang Yubbing’s previously gloomy expression was immediately replaced by joy.
“Well done! As expected of our Heavenly Punishment Department’s ace!”
“Unlike some people still obsessively playing games and spending money even when they’ve reached the Great Ascension realm.” With that, she shot another glare at Hua Jianglian.
Hua Jianglian pouted but still obediently kept silent through the scoldings.
“You’ve all worked hard. Go clean up and rest well.”
Tang Yubbing seriously said, “This time, you truly deserve it. The company will reward you well.”
“Thanks, but no thanks.”
Meng Qiyan yawned, stretching as she headed toward the bath: “I don’t really want anything right now—”
“Three days’ worth of the current sect leader of the Demon Cultivators as a reward for you.”
Meng Qiyan and Shi Qingyan’s bodies suddenly froze.
“For three days, you can do whatever you want, and no one will disturb you. The fun is all up to your mood.”
“Is this for real?” Meng Qiyan, suddenly wide awake, turned to stare intensely at Young Master Sang.
Her eyes glinted with a green light, like a hungry wolf eyeing a fat piece of meat, making Sang’s heart race.
“Of course it’s real.” Tang Yubbing chuckled: “What I say now carries a lot of weight in the Demon Cultivators.”
“Since that’s the case,” Shi Qingyan also licked her lips, her eyes flashing red and strange, “then we won’t hold back~”
“Let’s get started~”
With that, the two girls, one on each side, hoisted Young Master Sang and began to drag him toward the room, as his desperate cries rang out:
“Wait… I was so tired last night and haven’t slept yet! Let me rest a bit!”
“Help!”
