"I hope that second-in-command knows how to repay kindness." Jiang Xia began looking forward to whatever Killing Intent might get delivered to his door in the future. "If he takes the antique I gave him, he can give me a few subordinates as thanks. And if he really doesn't have any, I wouldn't mind stocking up on more vinegared rice—if I get any sashimi-flavored Killing Intent later, I can stack them together and absorb them."
The Ghosts imagined the scene, and drool quietly trickled down. Mermaid wiped her mouth and tugged at Jiang Xia's collar: And sweet shrimp! Crab meat too, preferably, and a bottle of Umeshu!
Jiang Xia: "..."
This wasn't even close to happening yet, but they were thinking further ahead than I was.
He tapped Mermaid's springy little head and decided to make time to have sushi soon.
Far away, Rum, who was working part-time at a Sushi Restaurant, suddenly felt a chill run down his back and sneezed.
He rubbed his nose, frowning as he wondered whether someone had set their sights on him. Just then, his phone buzzed, and he received a report email from a subordinate.
"Oh? Good news."
After seeing its contents, Rum's gloomy mood immediately cleared. He touched the scar on his arm, which was finally close to healing, and smiled confidently. "I knew it had only been a minor misunderstanding. That child Uzo still has a good eye—sure enough, the more outstanding the talent, the easier it is for them to find soil suited to their growth."
He wiped his hands and eagerly began writing a reply.
Not long after, Curacao received her superior's reply.
Looking at the praise on the screen and instructions such as "interact with him more in the future," she silently exited the reading interface,