"What are you doing?"
"I don't have any money!"
"I spent all my credits on treatment!"
Sun Wen instantly grew wary and began to struggle.
But his whole body was covered in casts and bandages.
Even standing up was wishful thinking.
Xu Yuanqing simply watched him with a smile. "I asked around. Your treatment this time is free."
"How about this? I won't go after your credits."
"Tell me the last two digits of your bank card?"
"This money will count as your investment. I've got a great idea. This business venture is bound to succeed."
"Look, first of all, isn't Demon-Suppressing Pass going to be pretty quiet over the next year?"
"But we still have to guard it in case the Demon Clan tears up the agreement again."
"That means delivering food will be a lot safer."
"As long as they place an order, our delivery drivers can race hundreds of miles to bring it to them overnight."
"They'll get to enjoy fresh, piping-hot steamed buns and soy milk."
"There are so many people at Demon-Suppressing Pass."
"Once we've made a name for ourselves, we'll start the next round of funding and gradually expand deliveries to Dawn Pass, Ghost Gate, and so on."
"I've even thought of a name."
"Hero Takeout. Every mission delivered!"
"Pretty good, right?"
The more Xu Yuanqing spoke, the more excited he grew. He felt full of drive, a dazzling light sparkling in his eyes.
At first, Sun Wen listened attentively.
But gradually, he fell silent.
He closed his eyes.
He said nothing.
It was as though he had fallen asleep.
"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?"
"I'm only telling you this because I was thinking of you!"
Displeased, Xu Yuanqing knocked on the cast around Sun Wen's leg with a dull thud.
Sun Wen's