No Omissions in the Count

Then.

Young Master Huo took an electric baton from one of his bodyguards and toyed with it in his hand.

He casually said, "Boss Zhao, aren't you going to announce the result?"

But Boss Zhao suddenly erupted with an aura. "N-No, I have to be fair. We have to wait for Young Master Number Eight to return!"

Young Master Huo sneered viciously. "You businessman who's always trying to squeeze out every last profit—you want to earn another commission, don't you? Let me tell you, my ginseng—"

As Young Master Huo spoke,

he looked at his row of ginseng with a pleased expression, but then his face froze.

The light in the glass spheres hanging from the ginseng roots flowed like liquid, slowly gathering together. Then, with a pop, it suddenly detached from the glass spheres like droplets of water. Like fireflies, it drifted slowly eastward!

"What's going on?!"

Not only was Young Master Huo stunned, but even Master Four-Eyes switched to magnifying lenses and examined it carefully.

The mental power had flown away?

He had never seen anything like this before!

Everyone instinctively looked eastward!

In the dense forest, a massive ball of light approached from afar. Then, the white light pierced through the gaps in the trees like countless sharp swords, shooting into the sky!

The "fireflies" flying out of Young Master Huo's ginseng were also gathering toward that ball of light!

The next moment.

A figure stepped out of the forest.

Dazzling light burst forth!

The blinding white light was like a nuclear explosion. Everyone's vision instantly turned white, followed by searing pain in their eyes. They cried out and shut their eyes, raising their hands to cover them at the same time!

"My eyes hurt so much!"

"What the hell, is that the sun?!"

Everyone had their