Hui Xing Port.
Watching the starskiffs fly back and forth overhead, Yan Qing could not help asking Yan Huan ahead of him:
"Um... Mr. Yan Huan, didn't you say before that you wanted to earn money while lying down?"
"Why have you been away from the cultivation grotto-heaven for so long without going back? Wouldn't that mean losing a huge amount of pay?"
"Who said I wasn't there?"
Yan Huan frowned, pulled out his phone, and showed Yan Qing the surveillance feed.
"See? Aren't I sitting perfectly fine in the main hall playing games?"
"...?" Yan Qing stepped closer for a look. Sure enough, there was a Yan Huan in a yellow jacket sitting on the dragon throne and playing video games. The diesel generator beside him was a little out of place, though.
"Could this be the Body Double Technique?"
"To actually fool the hourglass keeping time... Mr. Yan Huan, you truly are impressive."
Yan Qing could not help sighing in admiration.
"Looks like between you and me, it can only be a three-seven split."
"Every time I use a skill, you'll drop a level?"
Yan Huan looked at Yan Qing with disdain.
"I'd like to know what exactly you've been cultivating lately that you still have such strange confidence."
"To be honest." Yan Qing smiled faintly.
"Before my grandmaster left, she taught me a sword technique."
"I practiced it day and night and gained quite a few insights, improving my skills somewhat."
"I believe that if the current Yan Qing fought the Mr. Yan Huan of the past, the outcome would still be hard to determine."
"?" Yan Huan leaned forward, staring straight at Yan Qing with narrowed eyes.
"Have you considered this? Even when Jingliu joined forces with others, she still couldn't stop me from doing bad