Martial Arts: I Have a Wilderness World

Chapter 603: Chapter 312: Decision (Part 3)

Li Yihuo chuckled and chimed in, "That all depends on how greedy he’s been during his eighteen years at the Commerce Association. If he’s exceptionally greedy, it’d be no problem for him to use Spirit Stones to cover the books and pocket those Elixirs. If he’s just moderately greedy, he could probably pocket half and find a good excuse to write off the rest. But if he’s only a little greedy, then based on your previous transaction, Boss, all the Spirit Stones would have already been spent. He probably doesn’t have many left now."

Cheng Zongyang nodded, agreeing with the assessment. "True. But this is the Cultivation Immortality Realm; things like this aren’t easy to hide. With methods like soul-searching or mind-bewitching interrogations, everything would be exposed. Nothing stays secret. He’s probably just a little greedy."

Li Yihuo nodded. He wasn’t familiar with the methods of Cultivators, but if such techniques truly existed, he figured very few people in the entire Commerce Association would dare to be corrupt. If a Steward at the Commerce Association had been only a little greedy for over a decade, as long as he had sufficient Ability, his superiors would turn a blind eye. In fact, it might even motivate him to work harder and more effectively.

But if he went too far, even great Ability would be useless.

Knowing when to stop and being content was the best way to survive.

"In that case, he won’t be able to pocket it all," Li Yihuo analyzed. "So his best option is to make a profit on the price difference. After all, if you can’t have the meat, you should at least get to drink the soup, right? I suspect he’ll come find you for a talk, Boss."

The moment he heard this, Cheng Zongyang understood Li Yihuo’s meaning. He smiled. "That’s no problem. If he has the Ability to drink the soup, then let him. In fact, it’ll make him do a better job concealing things and arranging the supplies for me."

"That’s what I was thinking too." Li Yihuo smiled, then asked, "So, Boss, are you really going to open your own shop?"

Cheng Zongyang shook his head slightly. "Not for now. We’ll wait until Li Cungang becomes a Cultivator. Working with the Commerce Association is just temporary; in the future, it will be best to procure the supplies ourselves. Hm?"

Suddenly, as he looked out the window, he was surprised to see a familiar Beast Vehicle. He immediately shouted, "Stop."

Then he looked at Li Yihuo. "You and Li Cungang head back first. I have to take care of something."

"Yes, Boss!" Li Yihuo nodded. He then picked up a nearby gift basket and said, "This is from Baili Xi; he just dropped it off. He said it’s some Spirit Fruit. You should take it with you."

Cheng Zongyang hopped out of the vehicle. In his haste, he subconsciously grabbed the basket and quickly took off, chasing after the Beast Vehicle that had just passed them.

A moment later, he successfully flagged down the Beast Vehicle and called out to the person inside, "Lady Qin, it’s me."

Cheng Zongyang also recognized the coachman—an old man who had always driven for Lady Qin. The old man looked at Cheng Zongyang with a kindly smile but said nothing.

Just then, Lady Qin’s languid voice drifted from inside the carriage: "Come on up."

Hearing this, a smile instantly bloomed across Cheng Zongyang’s face. "You got it."

He pulled back the curtain and ducked into the carriage. Inside, Lady Qin, dressed as always in simple and elegant, light-colored clothes, was reclining languidly on a soft blanket. Her mature, captivating features seemed all the more alluring in the carriage’s soft light.

When Lady Qin saw the exquisite basket in Cheng Zongyang’s hands, she glanced at it and teased, "Oh? So formal."

Hearing this, Cheng Zongyang froze. He looked down at the basket in his hand, confused. ’When did I even grab this?’

It was like one of those moments from his past life when you’re on the phone, a friend hands you something, and you take it out of pure reflex, only to be completely baffled about it later.

But he quickly recovered with a smile. He handed the basket over and said, without batting an eye, "Of course. I picked this out especially for you. In fact, I was just on my way to find you."