Selling Pain

Fairy Workshop has branches all across the Twelve Domains, and basically every city in the God Realm has one. As the name implied, it was a place that specialized in selling women's things, with clothes, shoes, and so on inside.

Word was that the backing behind Fairy Workshop was quite large, and Ling Yun did not know whose it was. The connections were intricate and the financial strength was immense; a bottle of so-called lipstick was expensive to death.

The advertising was also done quite well: Big brand? Worthy of trust.

"Daddy?"

"Hmm?"

"Earn spirit stones!" The little one's bright eyes blinked and blinked. She certainly had not forgotten Ling Yun's words.

Beibei asked curiously, "How do we make money?" This child still had twenty top-grade spirit stones in her hands that she had extorted from Emperor Liangwu.

"Come over quickly. Later, you guys just do this..." Ling Yun spoke in a low murmur, whispering to Qianqian and Beibei, while Ji Wuxue chuckled softly on the side.

"Aha."

The little one and Beibei smiled and nodded.

"Ling Yun, what are you telling Qianqian and the others? Why are they so eager and excited?" An Qing asked in puzzlement.

Ling Yun gave her and Long Yanran a mysterious smile, signaling the two of them to watch properly.

The little one fished out two big peaches and had Ji Wuxue hold them with both hands, facing the passersby.

Beibei cried out, "Selling fruit, no pain, no charge!"

No pain, no charge?

What did that mean?

It was precisely this phrase that immediately attracted quite a few people, though naturally their cute and dazed appearances also played a huge role.

A dark-faced uncle with One Knife on his back, touching his stubble, pointed at the peach in Ji Wuxue's hands and asked strangely,