Chapter 130: Modeling Agency, Shooting Commercials, and Dark Secrets

"Can you really take anything said at a drinking party seriously?"

Lin Xiyu looked skeptical. "He drank quite a bit, even slurring his words. For all we know, he was just bragging. Does he really have the final say in his father's business?"

"You don't understand." Her cousin waved a hand, cutting her off. "In Shandong, there’s an art to drinking. Many business deals are forged over a glass. If you don't drink, don't expect to talk business. When you host a dinner, if you don't let your guests drink their fill, they'll be offended and think you look down on them."

Because Zejin had been completely unconscious, hearing these things from Kash felt like a dream—nothing like something that could have happened to him. Yet, seeing the earnest look in Kash's eyes, Zejin knew it must be true. With no other choice, he could only accept it.

However, Su Yi was naturally not one to be overly rigid. If the requests were things he could not fulfill, or if it meant sending him to his death, Su Yi would certainly refuse.

"I know you; you're the Chief Inspector of the Moon Shield Mercenary Corps. Why would you be here?" Avi lowered his voice as he spoke.

Jianshi Shou walked up to the great tree and reached out, his hand slowly hovering over the bark. He intended to use his space magic to sense the presence of the Star of Space, or perhaps to see if this peculiar tree was the Star of Space incarnate.

"My apologies, truly. This manuscript is far too precious. It’s not that I don’t want to show it to you, but I fear it might be damaged. How about this? I’ll halve the room rate as compensation. How does that sound, sir?" the innkeeper said apologetically.

"We’ll scout the situation in three days. Tonight, we’ll just have some fun catching these three mortals," the tiger demon bellowed.

With his anger rising, Yang Chong drew his weapon. Following his earlier reconnaissance, he navigated the winding path along the back of the mountain until he reached the rear gate of the massive mansion at the summit.

Having just arrived in Dafeng City, Su Yi spent several days exploring the city thoroughly with Yang Rudan, effectively familiarizing himself with everything there was to know about the place.

It could only be announced by An Shanyuan once the hunt began, as there were also the clan quotas of the four major families to consider.

Yet, he did not believe that at all. Or rather, his ancestors for generations had never believed it. Ever since the origin of the world's primordial energy, people had viewed it as demonic energy, a path of evil spirits.

Lu Fang was aware of this, which was why she adopted a much gentler attitude toward the old man. She wasn't an ungrateful person; she had simply been unaccustomed to it.

Lu Chen nodded. The reason was simple: the production companies behind the other films were no small players, and they held significant influence over the theater chains.

Furthermore, the Lighthouse Nation would offer various generous rewards and conditions, attracting a vast number of top-tier Awakened from other countries to join their "great nation."

She had anticipated that someone would eventually come looking for trouble, but she hadn't expected the first to be Eiffel.

Many things remained shrouded in mystery; for instance, what exactly was the Jashin represented by Hidan?

"She should be at the roadside tea stall outside the Imperial Capital right now," Bai Qingzhou replied simply. They had been meeting at that stall during this period, and he assumed that had not changed.

Ordinarily, if these were common families, they would simply be punished or suppressed. The difficulty lay in the fact that both families were backed by Immortals; they were mortal families under the protection of Immortals, and could not be handled at will.

Any powerful being who sensed this terrifying aura would tremble with fear, or even collapse to their knees.

Lu Chen's team gaining popularity was of great benefit to the company. The most immediate advantage was the reputation that anything produced by them was guaranteed to be a masterpiece.

Seeing Xia Mengning like this, Madam Ge found it difficult to continue and changed the subject, steering the conversation elsewhere.

Du Yucheng clenched his fists and turned his face away. Since Lu Tianlang had heard everything, there was nothing left to say.