"I don't get it." Luka looked puzzled. "That guy Shuo Jin hates the company to the bone, doesn't he? How could he so easily take the bait and accept Miss Topaz's offer of cooperation?"
"Hm? Do you think he's like you?" Topaz folded her arms.
"I wouldn't be so sure."
Some time earlier.
It was the same place.
Shuo Jin had been invited here by Topaz, and he had been reluctant at first.
"An advertising endorsement?"
Shuo Jin planted his hands on his hips, his expression serious. "What do you mean by that?"
"I'm currently the leading voice on the Luofu opposing corporate capital's involvement in Xianzhou martial arts!"
Topaz explained, "The Strategic Investment Department didn't come to the Martial Arts Ceremony venue to compete for some insignificant ranking."
"Using this match as an opportunity to gain greater commercial profits is our actual goal."
"Mr. Shuo Jin, I believe that is your goal as well, isn't it?"
"For people like you and me, morality, opinions, and positions are merely talking points for others to hear."
"The only thing that matters is countless Credits, isn't it?"
"..."
"Heh, hahahaha!!"
Shuo Jin burst into shrill laughter.
"Topaz, what kind of person do you take me for?"
"You think I'd abandon the image I've maintained all this time for such petty profit?"
"I know the difference between one full meal and being fed for life!"
"You think you can buy me with one endorsement deal? Don't be ridiculous."
"I've dominated the arena for years. Do you think I'm short on this little bit of money? Only some country bumpkin like Luka would be bought off by your money!"
"Besides, I heard long ago that the people you really wanted to sign were Luka and his coach!"
"No, no, no." Topaz shook her