"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Yuan was so anxious he was on the verge of tears. He reached out and tried several more times.
But no matter how he stretched out his hand to grab it, he could never touch the imperial weapon itself. It was just like the grand promises a boss made when you started a job: the future looked bright and happy, but the moment you reached for it, it was all flowers reflected in a mirror and the moon's reflection in the water.
Ding-dong! Congratulations, host, for messing with a Mythical Heavenly Chosen Son. You have received 200,000 Villain Points!
"Who messed with him?!"
Qin Feng would sooner die than admit he was a heartless boss. It was just that paying too much made employees less motivated to work hard.
"Why!?"
After trying several times, Yuan finally accepted reality.
He collapsed to his knees, his eyes no longer filled with the joy he'd felt at first. In its place was a desolate grief, as if Daiyu had possessed him while drinking medicine. He acted out the sorrow of a widow, the bewilderment of a person on welfare, the loneliness of a bachelor, the regret of an unmarried woman, and the grievances and despair of a married housewife.
Ding-dong! Congratulations, host, for making a Mythical Heavenly Chosen Son's Dao Heart crumble. You have received 2,000,000 Villain Points!
"Two million!?"
Hearing the system's prompt, Qin Feng knew Yuan had truly been hurt.
To keep Yuan from lying down and giving up for good, he immediately took out the Scattering Soul Gourd and the Heaven and Earth Creation Cauldron from his inventory—two Great Innate Treasures—and activated them, releasing the aura and radiance of Great Innate Treasures.
"Hmm!?"
Yuan seemed to smell the promise of a bright future