Angelique: Forget Blade Head, Satisfy My Craving First

Faced with bribes and temptation.

Li Dan neither explicitly agreed nor outright refused.

To others, his tacit acceptance amounted to consent.

He knew perfectly well that even if he refused the money, these people had plenty of ways to send benefits his way—cash, rare supplies, even all sorts of privileges.

Rather than go to the trouble of refusing, he might as well let things take their course. Their presence made Round Clam Town more prosperous anyway, and easier for Angela to manage.

Speaking of Angela, Li Dan recalled how she had been lately.

This once-ambitious career woman, who had been determined to expand her enterprises, had now softened her edge. She no longer ventured out to develop new businesses. At most, she spent each day maintaining Collingwood Manor and the old residence in the center of Round Clam Town, devoting most of her remaining time to enjoying life.

She had so much money now that all she needed to do was cultivate trusted aides to maintain her existing businesses.

She no longer had to worry about her livelihood or safety.

The unicorn's hooves carried it briskly across the central square.

A massive Halloween stage had already been erected in the square. Workers were testing the lighting and sound equipment, while thousands of jack-o'-lanterns stood all around, each with a different design. Some grinned broadly, others wore hideous expressions, all casting a warm glow into the night.

In the shops around the square, staff in outlandish costumes called out to attract customers. Witches, vampires, and zombies were everywhere, creating a lively scene.

Li Dan pulled on the reins, and the unicorn stopped.

Not far ahead, a lavishly decorated Gothic villa came into view. It was Angelique's home.

Black bat decals covered the villa's windows, and an enormous jack-o'-lantern decorated its roof.