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Lately, Pubu Gesang had been very irritable.
Gold prices had been rising for days, and his meager salary could barely keep up with the gold his Vajra was losing to wear and tear!
The day before yesterday, a vicious ghost who had slipped through the net, its fingernails all equally long, had clawed at his Vajra and actually gouged out most of a chunk of gold. Pubu Gesang had nearly developed high blood pressure at his tender age, and only caught his breath after pinching the spot between his nose and upper lip for ages.
This wouldn't do. He had to find a way to scrounge up some money...
With a few pointers from Miao Yue, Pubu Gesang called Brother Qi after nine at night two days in a row to tearfully complain about the wear and tear. On the third day, he finally received an aggressive money transfer from his boss, accompanied by a succinct message: [Get lost.]
Pubu Gesang stared at the transfer on his phone and pondered for a long time, but still couldn't figure out how this had worked.
But whatever.
Gold, here I come!
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Mu Xingchen had been holding concerts lately.
Amid the cheers from the audience, Mu Xingchen grew giddy with praise and began drawing yellow talismans right there onstage to give to his fans. The video generated so much buzz that Qi Gu happened to come across it.
After watching it, Qi Gu felt deeply that he still hadn't put his disciple through enough training, leaving him so slow at drawing talismans (it was actually a normal sorcerer's speed).
And so, Mu Xingchen had just come offstage after singing and dancing, panting like a half-dead dog, when he received a brutal assignment from Qi Gu.
How brutal, exactly? About as brutal