Political Marriage

"It was time to go back. Sea Soul Masters had suddenly appeared at Shrek Academy! It looked like some things outside the plot were about to happen!" Jiang Siming held his wine cup and murmured as he watched the bustle beyond the window.

"Waiter, bring me another ten jars of this wine! Pack them up to go!"

"Right away, sir!" the waiter replied with great delight. The fixed monthly wages for servers like them were pitifully low. They relied entirely on customers' tips and commissions from wine sales.

The strong liquor Jiang Siming had ordered was the best wine in their shop, so it naturally cost more Gold Soul Coins, and his commission was naturally higher too.

Of course, he did not dare adulterate the wine or pull any tricks with it. After all, in the vast Shrek City, who could guarantee the person you scammed was not a Soul Master? If he really got caught, a lowly waiter like him would be in serious trouble.

After the battle between Jian Tongming and Ji Juechen ended, Beibei also woke from that profound, mysterious state of sudden enlightenment.

Although Beibei did not say anything, everyone knew he must have benefited greatly.

Because the effect of Jian Tongming and Ji Juechen's fight could only be described as explosive, more and more onlookers gathered inside the Great Soul Arena.

So everyone chose the best of the thirty-six stratagems—running away. They cut a bloody path through the layers of encirclement and slipped off.

"Junior Tongming, your strength really gave us a huge shock!" Xu Sanshi praised without the slightest stinginess.

"Nothing much, nothing much!" Jian Tongming said humbly, as always.

"Look at you showing off. You're making me want to beat you up!" Huo Yuhao, who was currently sitting in a wheelchair, could not