The Cruel Reality

Ursula quickly suppressed her surprise, and her bewitching yet false smile surfaced on her face.

"Whether your wish can be fulfilled depends on whether you can pay the corresponding price. My dear guest, welcome to Ursula's Fishbone Cave, where transactions come first. How should I address you, honored young lady of the Deep Sea Demonic Whale Clan?"

"My name is Lan Fozi." The young Deep Sea Demonic Whale was guileless and gave her name directly, her enormous eyes curiously examining the glittering objects within the cave.

"They said you have lots of fun things here? I'm almost bored to death at home. Father and Mother only know how to cultivate all day long, and all the other creatures in the sea region hide whenever they see me. It's no fun at all!"

Upon hearing that, Ursula felt her heart skip a beat.

Lan Fozi... so she was a descendant of the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King. A truly enormous fish!

No, this was practically a walking treasure trove!

Ursula could almost feel the goddess of fate smiling upon her.

"So it is Princess Lan Fozi who has graced us with her presence. Your arrival has brought great honor to this humble abode." Ursula's voice became even sweeter and more alluring, while countless tentacles swayed lightly with delight.

"Boredom? Oh, that is indeed one of the most unbearable pains in the world, especially for someone as noble and full of vitality as you."

As she spoke, she thought rapidly. She absolutely could not deal with a client who was innocent, playful, backed by overwhelming power, and desperately eager for new experiences the same way she dealt with desperate fugitives with nowhere else to turn.

Forcing a sale or laying traps was the worst possible option. If she enraged the Deep Sea