"Stop waiting. They won't pay us any attention." Snow looked at Li Ziran, standing right beside her, unable to understand what he was trying to do. In barely half an hour, he had submitted his request over and over, yet the platform had shown no response at all.
She knew better than anyone that this platform processed transactions, not requests.
Ever since she first came into contact with Green Grass Islet, neither she nor her friends had ever had any room to bargain with them.
She had been about to try persuading him when a faint ripple of spiritual energy suddenly enveloped them both.
"Stop obstructing public resources!"
The warning bore down on them like collapsing mountains. Snow went a little pale. Clearly, Li Ziran's rude behavior had crossed the islet's bottom line. Only its ruler could issue a warning like this.
She knew how this islet dealt with people. She had been slapped dozens of times here.
She had tried to arrange secret deals with the Golden-Horned Goats many times, but each attempt had earned her two vicious slaps. Eventually, she had never dared approach those Golden-Horned Goats with such intentions again.
"Don't do this. Perhaps there's a better way!" Snow kept her voice as gentle as possible. She had a good impression of Li Ziran. At least during their time together, they had worked in perfect harmony, and she didn't want him punished here.
Yet Li Ziran seemed not to have noticed the warning at all. He continued sending requests to "negotiate" into the platform.
Hum!
A strange vibration suddenly arose, as though someone had grown impatient with the incessant pestering. A spectral soul projection materialized in front of the platform.
It was a golden goat whose thick horns were far larger than those of any goat in