Hongmeng

However.

Wei Cang reconsidered.

This deal was worth it!

If Lu Zhen made it into the second round, or even the third or fourth round—

The overwhelming attention would be enough to let the Heavenly Ark Commerce Guild completely turn things around in Nine Provinces Market!

He should have been delighted. What was there to fear about taking a gamble?

"Good!"

Wei Cang slammed a hand on the table and gritted his teeth. "Little Brother Lu has such ambition. If I, Wei, don't dare accept, wouldn't that make the Heavenly Ark Commerce Guild seem petty?"

"Someone, draw up the contract!"

Very quickly.

A contract emitting a faint spiritual glow was placed on the tea table.

Lu Zhen glanced over it.

The terms were clear, and the tiered rewards for the wager were written in plain detail.

There were no hidden traps.

With a swish, Lu Zhen held two fingers together like a sword, forced out a drop of blood essence, and let it fall onto the contract.

The contract was sealed.

Wei Cang was equally straightforward. He directly pushed over a dark-gold crystal card and a jade token engraved with the Heavenly Ark totem.

"This is this year's four million mystic coins, along with the access token for mid-grade ninth-rank permissions in the Void Realm," Wei Cang said with a smile.

Lu Zhen put the items away and nodded slightly.

With this money, he would no longer have to worry about spirit medicine and building up his foundation next month.

At that moment.

The black-clothed subordinate who had been waiting nearby suddenly stepped forward.

"Shopkeeper, Young Master Lu."

The subordinate bowed slightly, shrewd light flashing in his eyes. "This subordinate has an idea for publicity."

"Speak." Wei Cang lifted his teacup.

"We should release the endorsement campaign directly," the subordinate