darknovel Chapter 368 is one of the most difficult chapters to write.
Chapter 368 is one of the most difficult chapters to write.
Inside a luxury hotel in Tokyo.
Mingming walked out of the bathroom, drying her hair with a towel.
She was wearing a loose bathrobe, with water droplets still dripping from the ends of her hair, sliding down her fair neck and leaving a small wet patch at the collar of the bathrobe.
Mingming walked to the window, drew back the curtains, and was greeted by the dazzling night view of Tokyo.
Colorful neon lights flashed, and the streets were bustling with traffic.
Just then, Mingming's phone rang.
Mingming walked to the bedside, picked up her phone, and saw a bank payment notification on the screen.
"Hmph~ The payment was made pretty quickly."
Mingming smiled and was in a good mood.
After all, time flows at different rates; I've actually lived through two days, so I should ask for more money to spend.
Turn off your phone.
Mingming took a can of beer from the refrigerator and sat down by the French windows.
Looking down at the view, Mingming pulled the tab on the beer, and the foam on the beer bubbled up. Mingming took a sip, and the refreshing taste dispelled some of his fatigue.
At that moment, Mingming made a move.
A crow came to Mingming's side carrying a white card in its beak.
That's right, this is the summoning card Ye Xiao gave her.
Mingming took the card from the crow and played with it in her hand. The card's material was as warm and smooth as jade, and it could also dispel fatigue.
I'm so obsessed with selling this thing.
It must be very valuable.
"Interesting card."
As she spoke, recalling Ye Xiao's words, she murmured to herself, "Just to become a demon?"
To be honest, Mingming has no interest in becoming a subject or anything like that. She is an egoist and, like everyone else, puts money first.
Meeting Wang face-to-face is all just for show.
But...becoming a demon?
Mingming was somewhat tempted, but she still felt she needed to think about the consequences of becoming a demon.
After all, having staked everything on this king, Mingming still needs to consider things carefully.
After all, going all in is unwise.
However, sometimes going all in is a sign of wisdom.
As I pondered, the more I thought about it, the more frustrated I became, so I simply stopped thinking about it altogether.
"It only adds to the trouble; money really is the most direct solution."
As he spoke, he placed the card against his chest.
Looking at the bustling Tokyo at night, Mingming picked up her drink again.
As for the choice... we'll find out later.
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The Five Houses.
On the road not far from Gojo's house.
"Wu, I didn't know you came from a wealthy family."
Xia Youjie looked at the house in front of him and couldn't help but sigh, then looked at Wujiao Wu with resentment: "Since you're so rich, why do I have to pay for the dessert?!"
"Relax, relax~ It's just a little dessert~"
Gojo Satoru, hands in his pockets, looked smug, then added, "Besides, we're best friends. Do best friends need to worry about these things?"
Xia Youjie rolled his eyes helplessly.
Fine, I guess I just had to settle for having Gojo Satoru as a bad friend.
The two spoke briefly.
Then, one of them hunched over and the other looked down with his nose in the air, and the two of them strode toward Gojo's house with an air of indifference.
A moment later, the two arrived at the front door of the Gojo family's house. Without saying a word, Gojo Satoru kicked the door open and shouted, "I'm back!"
The door was kicked open.
At that moment, two members of the Gojo family ran over.
"Who dares to trespass on Fifth Street...?"
Before the leader could finish speaking, the person next to him who knew Gojo Satoru quickly covered his mouth.
He then said to Gojo Satoru, "Welcome back, Gojo Satoru-sama."
Seeing that the person in front of him recognized him, Gojo Satoru was quite satisfied. He put his hands in his pockets and asked, "Where are those old relics now?"
The person in front of me had a twitching mouth.
After this guy, no one will be so arrogant anymore.
"The adults are all waiting for you in the main hall."
Gojo Satoru nodded in satisfaction, then walked toward the main hall.
But then Gojo Satoru suddenly remembered something.
"Jay, go to my room and rest. It'll be quick."
With that, Gojo Satoru addressed the two men at the door, saying, "This is my brother, so seeing him is like seeing me, do you understand?"
The two nodded vigorously, "Understood, understood, Lord Gojo, please rest assured."
Satisfied, Gojo Satoru turned around and strode towards the main hall.
Xia Youjie watched his retreating figure, shook his head helplessly, and followed the two men to Gojo Satoru's room.
In the main hall, the elders of the Gojo family were sitting together.
They were somewhat aware of the trouble that Gojo Satoru had caused today.
After all, the higher-ups and the three major companies have a good understanding of each other's information.
"That brat is getting more and more outrageous!" An elder slammed his fist on the table in anger. "He actually dared to lay a hand on that King without permission!!"
Other elders echoed this sentiment, creating a tense atmosphere.
At that moment, Gojo Satoru strolled into the main hall with a nonchalant air about him.
"Hey, you old folks, don't talk about me behind my back, say these things to my face!"
He drawled out his words.
The room fell silent.
He tried to suppress her as an elder, but Gojo Satoru ignored him.
If I were to use my strength, I wouldn't be able to beat them.
Moreover, Gojo Satoru is the Six-Eyed of the Gojo family this generation, a figure akin to a saint.
An elder stood up, looked at the nonchalant Gojo Satoru before him, and said, suppressing his anger, "Gojo Satoru, do you know how big of a mess you've made this time?"
Gojo Satoru wasn't embarrassed at all upon hearing this.
A loss is a loss.
Did you cause trouble?
The king didn't say anything.
What are you old tomatoes babbling about here?
Gojo Satoru, hands in his pockets, laughed and said, "What trouble have I caused? I just exchanged a couple of blows with that king. Losing isn't shameful."
Although he was almost slapped to death.
However, Gojo Satoru shrugged indifferently at this.
"You...do you know how much the higher-ups value this matter!" Another elder said angrily, blowing his beard and glaring.
"I know, I know."
Gojo Satoru waved his hand and then said, "That's why I came back to resolve this matter."
The elders looked at each other, their eyes full of suspicion.
"How do you plan to resolve this?" an elder asked coldly.
Gojo Satoru's lips curled into a confident smile: "Gentlemen, of course we'll let the clan explode with gold coins."
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(That's it, it was hard to write, I've lost so much hair.)
(So please bear with it.)