The villa, in the second-floor hall.
After Ren Ye emphasized how expensive he was, Xiao Shuai smoothly picked up the conversation. "Different prices attract different customers. As long as you're selling yourself, the price doesn't matter. It's the value for money that counts."
"...How polite of you. Is that how you're supposed to use descriptions?"
"Wait for me at the door after the meeting. We'll talk in detail." After giving Ren Ye that reminder, Xiao Shuai said no more.
All six of them had survived the night, finally letting everyone's hearts settle back down from their throats.
Tan Pang let out a long breath. "After three days, we've finally cracked this eight-thirty mechanic. Now we can move forward. All right, everyone, sit down for a quick chat, then we can head out separately."
At his call, the other five sat around the long table.
Following the loot-sharing plan agreed on yesterday, Ren Ye took forty gold coins, two fragments of Song An's Autobiography, and one fragment of Pan Lianrong's Autobiography first. The others divided the remaining half of the inheritance among themselves.
After receiving the gold coins, Ren Ye put them in his pocket first, then secretly sensed three of them with his consciousness.
[Congratulations, you have obtained three Inheritance Gold Coins.] [Your current gold coin count: 90 (cannot be gifted).]
The moment he extended his perception, the Heavenly Dao's notification sounded in his ears. Those three Inheritance Gold Coins bound directly to him, becoming "personal assets" that could no longer circulate. Only if he died would the coins drop again, allowing other players to obtain them as an inheritance.
After some careful thought, Ren Ye decided to leave the remaining thirty-seven gold coins alone for now. There was no rush to put them into his consciousness space.