Chapter 2 Transaction

  Fang Xiaoling's eyes widened as she sized up the young man from head to toe. A moment later, her gaze shifted to the crystal coffin beside him, and she couldn't help but take a sharp breath in.

  It's exactly the same!! It's really like seeing a ghost...... Fang Xiaoling involuntarily took a step back, this man gave her a feeling that was too ambiguous, she thought that even if she was at her worst, she was still a thousand-year-old demon, yet she couldn't even tell what species of creature he was, let alone his actual age.

  “……”

  The little house spirit stared blankly at the man's increasingly warm and gentle smile, her vigilant feeling quickly disappearing without a trace, her consciousness also gradually dispersing, and she turned around and walked out of the inner room.

  The man smiled and saw her off until the moment she stepped out of the door, immediately collecting the smile on his face. The cold voice immediately broke the warmth that had just gathered in the inner room, "Xiao Xiao, come out."

  The little clown-dressed kid who was lying on the window sill looked somewhat downhearted, and slowly crawled in. He pouted his mouth, looking unhappy at his toes, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

  "My rules, I don't want to say it a second time, there's no next time, got it?" The man finally stood up, but his anger was clearly not gone. "The documents that Zi is in charge of sorting out will be handed over to you for processing, and I want to see the results within three days."

  "Yes." Smiling and nodding, his heart wailed inwardly - this time he would have to endure three days of non-stop ridicule from Zi Ye, and on top of that, the boss knew he hated reading the most.

  It's strange to say, but Xiao has been punished many times before, yet he never learns his lesson. Ah Zi asked him several times, but Xiao couldn't explain why he always wanted to provoke the boss. He just felt that the boss was missing something, but what exactly? He really couldn't put it into words, he just kept repeating the same foolish actions, blindly believing that by doing so, he would eventually find the answer.

  "Smile, let's go." Ah Zi suddenly popped in and dragged Smile away, "The boss is in a bad mood today, can't you just avoid provoking him a bit?"

  "Huh?" He was dragged away with a dazed expression, only then did he realize that the boss had left long ago. "Oh..."

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  Outer hall, elegant building space.

  Fang Xiaoling sat stupidly, holding a cup of celadon tea, and didn't know how long she had been sitting there. Her only impression was that she had entered the inner chamber, and then inexplicably appeared here, with nearly two hours of missing time in between.

  The green tea reflected her clear face, and a slight shake made it blurry on one side. She would rather not stare at the person in the cup with big eyes, nor did she want to make eye contact with the handsome man sitting in front of her.

  Everyone knows that the man is in a bad mood now, he is casually tapping on the table, his mouth is hooked with a casual arc, but there is no smile in his eyes, as if the hardest ice has no temperature at all.

  He was gazing at the small house in front of him, but after a moment, he too seemed to have lost interest, shifting his gaze out the window. However, if one looked closely, there was no focus in his eyes, only emptiness and void.

  Fang Xiaoling's eyes were fixed on the tea, and even so, she couldn't help but feel a little sour. She stole a glance at the man sitting opposite her, saw that he was no longer looking at her with an evil gaze, and involuntarily let out a sigh of relief.

  But she also can't just sit here and waste away, this is her last hope. No matter what, she wants to take a gamble, even if it means using up everything, she has nothing to fear because she really has nothing left to lose...

  When she saw the man, she shifted her gaze back and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, saying weakly: "That, I am..."

  "The house is small, isn't it." The man nodded slightly, unexpectedly gentle. "Pei Zhi, my name." As if thinking of something, he furrowed his brow and changed his words: "Forget it, just call me boss like the others here do."

  The small house spirit put down the tea cup that had long been cold, and rarely looked straight at the man: "Boss, I... have a request. May I..." She swallowed hard, but the words she had prepared in advance couldn't be spoken out.

  The man smiled, and with a flick of his finger, the teapot poured out clear and bright tea water, filling the empty ceramic cup beside him. The lustrous white ceramic cup paired with the emerald-green transparent tea water, and a leaf-shaped pen stood upright at the bottom of the cup, exuding an inexplicable charm.

  The room was once again filled with the rich aroma of tea, and Fang Xiaolong's restless heart inexplicably calmed down. The man's slender fingers picked up the cup, and he gently blew on it, causing the swirling mist to dampen his long eyelashes, blurring his features, making him almost indistinct.

  "Please post it, and I will not refuse your request. Similarly, a demon who has lived for over a thousand years should understand that there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world." The man sipped his tea lightly and continued, "As long as you can pay the price I say, I will help you fulfill your wish."

  It's a lie to say that I'm not excited, Fang Xiaoling is eager for the man to continue, he has this ability, Fang Xiaoling has never been as determined as she is now.

  But that man actually started playing dumb, Fang Xiaoling waited anxiously and had to open her mouth urgently, "What do you mean by price? Is my life enough?"

  The man glanced at her and quickly shifted his gaze away, for some reason Fang Xiaoling felt a surge of anger, what was with this contemptuous look...

  "What do I want your life for? You're not a monster, your life is useless to me." The man said lightly, completely ignoring the murderous gaze of Fang Xiao Ling, "If your only bargaining chip is that rotten life of yours, then I'm not interested."

  The man was about to leave, but Fang Xiaoling grabbed his hem: "I can give you everything, what do you want me to give you? If you don't want my life, then how about the 'nucleus'?"

  Fang Xiaoling was almost in tears, but she couldn't think of anything else that was more precious than her life except for the 'core' that was equivalent to it. Her existence was due to the presence of the 'nucleus', and without it, she would be nothing. If she lost it, Fang Xiaoling would only have a tragic end with her soul scattered.

  As expected, the man looked at her curiously, but apparently didn't understand what she meant. "Nucleus? What thing?"

  "I don't know its real name, I just know that I've had it since birth... no, my birth was because of it. It's a purple rhombus-shaped thing that glows... very pretty..."

  The man narrowed his eyes and listened to her nonsense, surprisingly with a very interested expression.

  "Deal."

  Don't miss it when you walk by, if you enjoy it, give some money!