Looks are justice—this seemed to be a universal truth of the world.
So long as someone was above average in appearance, they were bound to encounter a few simps over the course of their life.
Not to mention a wealthy female CEO like Xia Lan Veloss, beautiful-faced, fair-skinned, and well-built. Other people recruited simps one at a time, but whenever Xia Lan Veloss needed to hire someone for a job, she did not even need to go through the trouble of posting bounty notices in Water-Drawing City's major taverns.
All she had to do was have her little maid Balasta call out from the shop entrance toward the street, and within half an hour, dozens of high-ranking adventurers—or even masters—would be lined up outside Pride House, waiting to be recruited.
The main reason was that she was not only beautiful, but also astonishingly trustworthy. Her hiring fees were no higher than her competitors', yet the speed at which she transferred payment was efficiency itself.
These days, the odds of running into a boss who kept their word, was willing to sign a formal contract with you, and paid efficiently were practically no different from encountering a generous dragon. Treasure it while you can.
As everyone knew, the enthusiasm with which contractors worked was directly proportional to the speed at which clients paid. If the full amount was paid upon signing the contract, there were people who would even slit their own throats on the spot and drift down the River Styx to help locate a dead soul.
And the efficiency with which the old Blackstaff had been summoned was even higher than Levis had imagined.
Xia Lan Veloss directly pulled a long-sealed token from her little folded-space bag and activated the inscription upon it. Before she could speak, Levis and