As long as the demon before him gave his name and agreed to the request, then Ragnar would be taking full advantage of this enormous windfall today!
Ragnar looked at Lu Li with eyes full of anticipation.
He watched the other man's lips part slightly, about to utter flattering, ingratiating words.
"Brother, you honor me too greatly. I, Li Yun, am truly flattered."
"Putting aside whether we'll run into trouble later, I have a deal right now that I'd like to invite you in on."
"Hm? Right now?" Ragnar's expression stiffened, and displeasure swiftly surfaced in his eyes.
But after considering it carefully and realizing the other man had said "deal" rather than "trouble," his expression eased again.
"Go on, then."
"But let me make this clear first. A deal is a deal—it doesn't count as trouble I need to help you settle."
"If this deal doesn't suit me, I have the right to refuse."
"Of course." Lu Li nodded slightly, the corners of his lips curving into a pleased smile.
He was about to speak, but after glancing around, he stopped himself and said with feigned difficulty, "Brother, this isn't a place to talk. Too many people."
"If someone overhears this deal of mine, it might fall through."
"Is that so?" Ragnar curled his lips in a faintly contemptuous smile and cast a sidelong glance at the Players gathering nearby, trying to imitate him and ask Lu Li for their equipment back.
A moment later, he let out a cold snort.
The snort was not loud, but it carried intense killing intent.
Like ripples spreading across a lake, unhurried yet impossible to stop.
"Get the hell away."
"Don't make me say it twice!"
The surrounding Players froze and did not dare take another half-step forward.
But the one who