"Quick, quick, quick! Pay up!"
Chen Changsheng's smile was exceptionally radiant, while Lin Yuan could only reluctantly take out his Divine Source.
"Young Master, we've been playing for several days now. Shouldn't we be getting down to business?"
Seeing that Chen Changsheng was getting a little carried away, Yan Qing could not help softly reminding him.
Chen Changsheng smacked his lips. "We've been doing business all along!"
"Playing counts as business too?"
Yan Qing reflexively asked, but quickly realized he had misspoken and hurriedly lowered his head in silence.
But once the words had left his mouth, there was no taking them back.
"Who told you that playing doesn't count as business?"
Chen Changsheng rolled his eyes at Yan Qing and said unhurriedly, "Now that you've all followed me, I'm responsible for training you."
"To put it simply, I'm making you stronger."
"After playing mahjong for so many days, I'm sure you've grown tired of it. Why don't you tell me—how can I make you stronger?"
Faced with this question, Lin Yuan glanced at Chen Changsheng and tentatively said, "There are only a few ways for cultivators to grow stronger."
"Cultivation arts, magical treasures, resources... Give us more of those, and our strength should improve."
"Idiot!"
Before he could finish, Chen Changsheng's rebuke rang out.
"Your futures will be limited if you rely solely on resources to pile yourselves up."
"If I needed cultivators who had to be built up with resources, would I need to painstakingly train you?"
"Even if I found a pig, gave it one or two hundred million Divine Source and a few cultivation arts, it could cultivate to the Immortal Venerable Realm."
"What use would I have for helpers like that?"
Under Chen Changsheng's scolding, none of them even dared to breathe too loudly.
After