Snap.
After a crisp snap of the fingers, Xu Shi slowly opened his eyes.
"Awake?"
A pleasant female voice sounded beside him. Still groggy, Xu Shi turned his head and saw a familiar face.
"'Yuan'?"
"...You've played too many games."
The girl sighed, walked over to him, and showed him the work badge hanging from her chest.
"Let me introduce myself again. My name is Chen Yuan, a psychologist."
No wonder Mo Yong had said that to provoke me just now. He had already seen Chen Xue arrive and had deliberately enraged me into making a move before pretending to be wronged.
Shen Wanqing had yet to react when Xie Wuyan narrowed his eyes slightly and clenched his hand. A sword extended from the void into his palm, and he lightly pressed his thumb against the scabbard, revealing a trace of its edge.
Shen Wanqing searched the entire inn in a huff, even turning over the water vats in the rear courtyard and looking beneath the stove, but she saw no trace of Xie Wuyan.
"Fine, I'll agree! When the time comes, give me all the wine your family has!" The old divine physician made an exorbitant demand. No reason not to take what was offered for free.
But they could not avoid looking for a distributor. Even films starring famous directors and popular actors needed a company for promotion and distribution, let alone his film as a newcomer.
Two coins were tossed out and caught steadily in his hand. Looking toward the sound, he saw Xie Wuyan sitting casually atop the railing at some unknown point, one hand resting on his knee as he tossed the objects in his hand up and down, watching the show.
"Did you call the wrong number, or did you not dare speak in