Inside the Bookstore.
At this moment, Ma Feifei was tangled up with Yun Qingyang.
After the girl pocketed the Spirit Crystals, she absolutely refused to return them to Ma Feifei. It made him frantic, terrified that she would open her dragon jaws and swallow all one hundred thousand Spirit Crystals in one gulp.
"Qingyang! Let's not make trouble. Give me the Spirit Crystals first—I have important business to handle." Facing the Bookstore's strongest bodyguard, Ma Feifei could neither beat her nor scold her. It was truly agonizing.
"You said the income would all belong to me." Yun Qingyang was somewhat unhappy, and this expression was rare on her usually impassive face.
It felt as though Ma Feifei were trying to snatch away her most beloved toy. She was just like a child.
Ma Feifei coughed and explained, "That may be true, but that refers to the Bookstore's profits. Right now, I need to invest these Spirit Crystals into the Bookstore so it can develop properly. Only then can we earn even more Spirit Crystals in the future!"
How could he have known the system would pull something like this? Had he known, he never would have agreed to Yun Qingyang's terms, even if it killed him.
Yun Qingyang said nothing, one hand covering the other—the one wearing the spatial ring.
"Trust me. Today's investment is for a better tomorrow." Ma Feifei grabbed Yun Qingyang's hand and pried hard, wrenching the spatial ring off her hand.
Yun Qingyang panicked and quickly snatched it back. She took out a spatial pouch, transferred the Spirit Crystals from the ring into it, and handed the pouch to Ma Feifei.
Ma Feifei grinned, his gaze repeatedly darting toward Yun Qingyang's spatial ring. He had noticed that she cared deeply about that ring. It probably held