That damned little cat deserved a hard kick in the butt with her boot.
Zhou Mo clenched her fists, furious with rage.
Then she slowly let out a sigh and patiently continued,
"So, is there any pay?"
"Yes, yes, buddy," Rabi replied quickly.
"Of course, there's another purpose for this trip to Demon Capital," Rabi added. "The game collaboration we discussed with them before."
At this, Zhou Mo's eyes immediately lit up.
She had completely forgotten about that.
They had only reached a verbal agreement before; the collaboration had yet to be officially launched.
"This trip is to formally discuss the contract." Rabi looked at the suddenly excited Zhou Mo as Rabi spoke.
"You mean, those three million?" Zhou Mo tested the waters.
Rabi said nothing and merely nodded.
"Ahem."
Zhou Mo gave a light cough, maintaining an indifferent appearance.
"If that's the case, tell him I'll be there when the time comes."
"But you won't be going only when the time comes."
Rabi suddenly corrected her.
"Huh?"
Before Zhou Mo could speak, Rabi continued, "Since you'll be performing, naturally you need to go early for rehearsals."
"Hiss..."
She had not considered that.
Zhou Mo stroked her chin in thought for a while, then waved a hand, unconcerned.
"It's fine. As a professional magical girl, I don't need that sort of thing."
"Rehearsals are something only weaklings do. When have you ever seen me rehearse?"
"...Fine, I'll talk to him."
With that, Rabi took out a phone and tapped at the screen with cat paws for quite a while before looking up.
"No problem."
At the same time, Far Tide Company Building.
Witch Lai Rui sat on the sofa in her office, her long legs clad in silky black stockings casually resting on the desk.
Just then, the phone