"You knew all along and still didn’t tell us."
Sister Nan rolled her eyes.
"It’s not exactly good news, so why know early? Finding out a day later gives you one more carefree day. Besides, you might not believe it anyway, and it’s not sothing that can be explained in a few sentences."
Yue Mingming spread his hands, innocent: "Isn’t your dad the vice president of the Jiang City Demon Spirit Master Association? Such a big shot wouldn’t be ignorant, and even he didn’t tell you."
Little Sister Dong snorted and said no more.
At this mont, she finally understood why her father had insisted that she refine a dical-type Demon Spirit back then.
At that ti, Little Sister Dong wanted to refine a magic-series Demon Spirit.
Compared to becoming a Therapist, she preferred to be a Mage, but her father, who always doted on her, was authoritarian in the matter of refining Demon Spirits, disregarding her opinion.
"Dad, I really don’t want to beco a Therapist. Besides, the Sea Demoness is so expensive. Buying one would bankrupt you. With that money, I could easily absorb nine Golden Soul Skills in the future."
"It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to. You must listen to on this matter!"
"Why?"
"Only as a Therapist will people protect you."
"If I beco a powerful Mage, I can protect myself!"
"Stop talking nonsense. You’ll understand in ti."
Now, looking back on the conversation she had with her father a year ago, Little Sister Dong’s doubts were finally resolved.
If, decades later, the Alien Race launched a massive invasion, Therapists would undoubtedly be the most important individuals to protect compared to other Professionals.
No team or faction would allow Therapists to easily participate in battles.
"Should we eat at the cafeteria, or take it back to the villa?"
Yue Mingming rubbed his stomach and asked.
It was past noon, pri al ti, and the cafeteria was packed, but those with seats in the throne challenge didn’t have to queue.
He had never enjoyed such a privilege.
"Brother Feng, I’m planning to establish a news agency at Red Cloud University. The three Little Mushrooms have already been summoned to Guanglin by . They’re currently staying at a hotel in the comrcial street. Aren’t we planning to do so business? Do you want to et them and discuss it?"
Yang Fan asked, "If they’re not students, people from the comrcial street can’t enter the teaching or living areas. If we want to et, we can only eat at the comrcial street."
"Then let’s have lunch at the comrcial street."
Though Lin Feng obviously rembered the three under Yang Fan, Little Mushroom Head, he didn’t expect they’d already arrived in Guanglin.
Indeed, the plan to make money should begin.
As for what to do specifically, Lin Feng didn’t have a direction since he had never done business before.
As for the Jianghu News Agency, it was originally Yang Fan’s responsibility, and Lin Feng didn’t plan to participate. He didn’t have the ti or energy.
In this regard, Yang Fan was the professional. Let the professional handle professional matters; he just needed to provide support.
Twenty minutes later, the group, running at full speed, reached the comrcial street.
At noon, there weren’t many people dining at the comrcial street because the weather was too hot. Even at a running pace, it took twenty minutes from the teaching area.
Generally, students didn’t co here until the evening when the comrcial street beca lively.
"Hello, Brother Feng, Brother Kai, Sister Yunan."
The three Little Mushroom Heads knew Lin Feng’s group was coming. They had been waiting early on and ran up to greet them with a smile when they saw Lin Feng from afar.
They admired and revered Lin Feng, Brother Kai, and Sister Yunan.
As for others, Gao Hai was familiar to them and didn’t need to be addressed politely as a brother.
Lin Xiaofei and Yue Mingming were strangers, so just a polite smile sufficed.
"How many days have you guys been here?" Gao Hai asked warmly.
"Three days."
Xu Tiantian, the Little Mushroom Head, replied with a giggle. Compared to Xu Tiantian, the other two boys seed a bit shy.
Unable to refine Demon Spirits, their martial arts skills hadn’t reached the seventh rank of a Body Cultivator. Entering Red Cloud University, the pressure was intense.
Here, anyone could make them look up in admiration.
"Did you have fun? We haven’t been to the comrcial street yet."
Little Mushroom Head shook his head: "We didn’t play much. In three days, we strolled around the comrcial area and got a general understanding."
After a few simple chats, the group headed to Dragon Palace, the most famous restaurant on the comrcial street.
These days, they’d heard this na more than once from the older students.
Dragon Palace was located in the core area of the comrcial district. It didn’t occupy much space, with three floors and less than a thousand square ters, but it was luxuriously decorated. The restaurant’s design was primarily in pale gold, resplendent, magnificent, and the aura of "none but " suited its lofty na.
"Welco to Dragon Palace Restaurant."
Even the four receptionists at the entrance were extrely beautiful, tall, and wore well-fitted fiery red cheongsams. Most eye-catching were their slender, fair long legs.
"So tall, they could be models. They must be at least 1.8 ters tall. Those long legs are quite a sight." Lin Xiaofei was a bit startled and couldn’t help but take another look before saying to Sister Yunan, "Little Sister Dong, I think her legs are twice as long as yours."
"Scram!"
Sister Nan snapped, nudging Lin Xiaofei with her small arm: "Twice as long? That’d make her a monster!"
"What monster? Your legs are too short. They make others’ legs look too long!"
"Your legs aren’t that long either. You couldn’t even kiss her if you tried."
"I’m so handso, all the girls want to kiss ."
"Shaless! Which old lady is blind? I’ll treat her."
Lin Feng ignored the banter between the two, which they indulged in daily.
Upon entering the lobby, six beautiful waitresses of different styles and ages stood on either side.
When they saw Lin Feng’s group, their eyes subtly lit up, clearly recognizing them.
A woman around thirty, wearing a yellow dress, with a luscious figure exuding maturity, approached and slightly bowed: "Mr. Lin Feng, Mr. Yun Kai, and other classmates, good afternoon, welco to Dragon Palace."
After speaking, the woman smiled at Yun Kai and others.
Her smile was genuine, like a breath of fresh spring air.
Lin Feng wasn’t surprised that the woman recognized both him and Yun Kai.
Given his and Yun Kai’s fa, finding soone at Red Cloud University who didn’t recognize them would be harder.
And to open such a high-end restaurant in the comrcial district, you’d naturally be aware of the academy’s powerhouses and prominent figures.
"A private room, please."
"Sure, follow ."
The woman led the way, her elegant figure slightly swaying, making the young n sneak an extra glance, yet they dared not stare openly.
"Indeed, sothing special," Lin Feng thought to himself.
No wonder it’s Dragon Palace; not just the decor, but even the receptionists and waitresses are extraordinary.
In the private room, looking at the nu, Gao Hai couldn’t help but click his tongue: "So expensive!"
Expensive!
Still expensive!
A simple plate of stir-fried greens cost five hundred bucks, enough to make dozens or a hundred plates if you bought it yourself outside.
As for dishes made from Demon Beast at, they started from one hundred thousand; a single al could easily cost three to four million.
"Today, I’m treating you guys. You get to order." Lin Feng told the Little Mushroom Head.
Having seen the nu, the Little Mushroom Head vigorously shook his head: "Too expensive, a al like this could buy a house for my family. You should order, Brother Feng."
"It’s fine. If Brother Feng says you order, then you order." Yang Fan chuckled.
He knew Lin Feng had money and didn’t care about the cost, so he didn’t hold back.
Still, the Little Mushroom Head was hesitant, leaving Yang Fan with no choice but to order himself.
He ordered ten dishes, estimating the cost at least three million.
"Too lavish, too decadent!" Yue Mingming sighed.
He had just joined the team, not knowing how to grow, living in a small villa, eating a multimillion-dollar al at Dragon Palace. At this mont, it felt like he’d reached the peak of life.
"This place must make at least a billion a year," Yang Fan speculated.
Of the ten dishes he’d just ordered, half were made with Demon Beast at, nourishing Qi and blood, but the cost was no more than 1.5 million.
Their table alone could bring in 1.5 million.
Having five or six tables a day was more than enough.
"If you’re envious, think carefully about what business we can do," Lin Feng said with a smile, "I have so capital, money isn’t a problem."
While Lin Feng spoke nonchalantly, others knew this sum could be twenty or thirty billion.
With that much money, any business venture should suffice!
Perhaps because it was quiet at noon, the dishes were served quickly, and the al was thoroughly enjoyed. The high price offered not only a good environnt but also excellent taste.
As Qi and blood surged within, the three Little Mushroom Heads’ skin turned a light pink, and they quickly stopped eating, afraid of overdoing it.
Their strength was too weak; after just a few bites, they almost overindulged.
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