Later, Yuna brought over the Soul-Calming Soup.
As before, there were two full bowls, which she set steadily on the bedside table.
Qi Si asked, "Everyone gets a bowl of Soul-Calming Soup each day, right?"
Yuna looked up. Her empty gaze fixed on Qi Si, bright and emotionless. "However many people book rooms, that's how many bowls of Soul-Calming Soup there are."
Qi Si raised an eyebrow.
Xu Maochun had booked a room the night before but hadn't gotten any soup, while he and Chang Xu had received two bowls despite sharing a room—the answer was obvious.
A faint dimple appeared in Yuna's fair cheek. "I like you, so I brought you their Soul-Calming Soup."
A common PUA tactic: doing someone a favor in an immoral way to make them feel guilty, leaving them unsettled and insecure.
Unfortunately, Qi Si didn't have much of a conscience to begin with.
"I see. Well, thank you so much." He smiled, then asked, "If we don't drink the Soul-Calming Soup, is there another way to fall asleep?"
After a few seconds of silence, a crack appeared in Yuna's smiling expression. She slowly raised a hand and gestured. "Pray to the Sea God. He will grant travelers restful sleep."
[If you wish to pray to Him, please prepare sufficient offerings]
The rule on the system interface was clear.
Qi Si narrowed his eyes. "What kind of offerings does the Sea God like? Or, to put it another way, what price do we have to pay?"
"Wealth, knowledge, life... anything of value can be offered as payment." Yuna turned and glided away, her blue dress flowing like a stream.
"What about you?" Qi Si pressed. "Yuna, what price did you pay? And if you didn't pay one, who paid it for you?"
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