Jiang Lai kept stealing glances at Chen Shu beside him. Chen Shu was typing furiously, utterly absorbed in a conversation with someone. His face wore a brilliant... and slightly deranged smile?
Jiang Lai could not quite make sense of it, but he did not dare interrupt.
At last, Chen Shu looked up from his phone and gazed into the night.
Jiang Lai looked that way too.
A trace of daylight lingered where the western sky met the earth, white as a fish's belly. But dark clouds had gathered overhead. Lightning flashed now and then, outlining the distant mountains for an instant before they vanished again.
The trees and grass along the highway swayed ceaselessly in the wind.
It looked like a heavy rain was coming tonight.
Jiang Lai finally found an opening. "Brother Chen, shall I transfer you the money from selling the Sword Pigs?"
"How much is there?"
"We caught and sold ninety-three Sword Pigs altogether. Big or small, they all sold for the same price. I opened a separate wallet for it, and this is the total in there now." Jiang Lai handed him his phone. "The Sword Pigs we caught were fairly large on average, and I recorded the weight and amount for every one we sold and took screenshots. Just now, I also took screenshots of all the transactions on the account over the past few days..."
"Stop, stop!"
Chen Shu felt a headache coming on.
This guy was a little too conscientious.
He took Jiang Lai's phone and peered carefully through the cracked screen.
2,814,119.
Two million, eight hundred and fourteen thousand, one hundred and nineteen.
No decimal point.
After a moment's Thought, Chen Shu said to the exceptionally earnest young man, "Send me the screenshots later. We'll split the money evenly. Let's see, that