Chapter 107: Go Be a Gigolo

"Work together to make money?"

Yang Xun raised an eyebrow, his eyes glinting with interest.

To be honest, he was desperately short on cash. Refining the Celestial Spirit Pill would cost one hundred million, but his current savings, stretching it, were just over 1.2 million—not even close to a fraction of what he needed. He couldn't afford to pass up any chance to earn money.

But he didn't agree just yet. Instead, he leaned back in his chair, sizing up Xu Qian with a look of amusement, and retorted, "You don't hate me anymore?"

"Of course I hate you!"

The words practically flew out of Xu Qian's mouth. A raging fire instantly ignited in her peach blossom eyes as she spat through gritted teeth, "I hate you so much I could die! I wish I could chop you into mincemeat and stuff you in a dumpling!"

But as soon as she said it, her expression faltered. The fierce energy drained out of her, as if her spine had been pulled right out, and she deflated bit by bit.

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