Wu Di had deliberately raised Jiraiya's chances of winning a Scratch-off ticket.
Yet for some reason, he still had not won.
Jiraiya turned to leave in disappointment, but just as he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something.
His Plot Editor was still being held by the shop owner.
As for that ten-thousand Scratch-off ticket...
Thinking back to the Sand Ninja summoning that giant snake before, he knew his dreams of winning a Scratch-off ticket had gone up in smoke.
He turned back around, rubbing his hands together with a lecherous grin. "Boss, um... could I perhaps have my Plot Editor...?"
Wu Di gave a soft snort, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
"You handled the things I asked you to do last time like that, and you still have the nerve to ask for your editor?"
"But fine. Since you're an old customer, I'll give it back."
"Before I do, though, I have to remind you: watch fewer of those movies that can be acted out by just two or three people. They shorten your lifespan!"
Jiraiya burst into hearty laughter upon hearing that. "All right, all right! I'll definitely remember the boss's teachings!"
Wu Di chuckled. He knew saying it was the same as saying nothing. Jiraiya's habit had been there since the womb; it could not be changed!
He casually tossed the Plot Editor over.
Jiraiya was overjoyed and skipped out of the shop.
Wu Di sighed and shook his head.
Less than three minutes after he left, Sasuke arrived.
Seeing that Sasuke was still covered in bruises, Wu Di understood everything in an instant.
So he had still gotten beaten up by Itachi that day!
Fury flared in Sasuke's eyes as he dumped all the Silver notes from his bag.
"Boss, there are ten thousand