The next day, at eight in the morning, Zhang Yuanqing took a taxi to the International Building.
Traffic was congested, and the car crawled along at a snail's pace. Zhang Yuanqing sent Little Round a message, saying he would visit Wuhen Hotel tomorrow.
He had contacted Little Round over the past two days, but had received no response.
Unable to figure out what she was thinking, Zhang Yuanqing sought advice from his life mentor and told him about their bet.
Ling Jun said, "Isn't it obvious? Now that you've won the championship, she's afraid you'll come knocking and ask to sleep with her."
Zhang Yuanqing said, "So she's embarrassed?"
Ling Jun said, "No, she probably finds it rather difficult."
Zhang Yuanqing said, "I know that. Women always play hard to get and hesitate."
Ling Jun said, "I mean she's having a hard time deciding whether to beat you to death when you come knocking."
I never actually wanted to sleep with her. It was just a joke. Seeing that Little Round still did not reply, Zhang Yuanqing thought, Then I'll go shopping with Aunt this afternoon instead.
He sent Aunt a message and arranged to meet at their usual spot at two in the afternoon.
Putting away his phone, he gazed at the gridlocked traffic outside and began considering how to sell the Straw Man for a good price.
As Black Impermanence's item, the Straw Man had indeed reached Saint quality. It could corrupt items and minds, making it extremely useful against enemies.
However, its cost was far too outrageous, limiting its potential buyers. That would give Mr. Bill a reason to drive down the price.
Zhang Yuanqing's expected price was ten to fifteen million, or items of roughly equivalent value.
Under normal circumstances, the Straw Man should have been