Especially Shang Chuan's dividends and such.
Back when the docks in the Land of Abandonment had been under his management.
It was perfectly normal for him to receive dividends.
But now, those things were nothing more than worldly possessions.
How had Albert put it again?
[Alchemists aren't interested in money, and they've never lacked it.]
That was roughly what he meant.
A smile curled at her lips.
These guys still loved to chat as much as ever.
It was just that all those chats had now been switched to voice messages.
So Lan Qingyou tried pressing the record button as well.
But just as she was about to speak, she abruptly withdrew it.
No, that wouldn't do.
Such an entrance was far too ordinary.
It did not suit the grandeur of her "return of the Dragon King" at all.
Tap, tap, tap—
Her fingertips lightly tapped against the tabletop.
Lan Qingyou scrolled through the functions on the Card, pondered for a moment, and came up with a plan.
She opened a certain function.
Then began a lengthy operation.
Emperor: "Hey, Hakian, why hasn't the boss come in yet?"
High Priestess: "Shut up, Hajibe. How would I know?"
High Priestess: "Logically speaking, a Witch with a Portal should be here quickly."
The Pope: "Could the little surprise we gave her be too difficult?"
The Magician: "No way. I specially prepared that little surprise. The Witch only needs to take one look to handle something like that."
The Chariot: "Then why hasn't she come in yet?"
The Magician: "Who knows?"
Justice: "Ask Fate. That guy might know."
Wheel of Fortune: "Know my ass. I've already gone our separate ways with the World Will. How many times do I have to say it?"
Justice: "I was only joking, don't take it seriously. I