Chapter 1750: Refusal

Li Shangfeng's expression was a bit strange.

Triple salary a month... In the past, that was indeed quite a lot. Tai Shi Si's average salary wasn't low, and if it was triple that, he could earn about... hmm...

One-third of a gold bar?

Tsk...

Doesn't seem like much, does it?

If it were a few days ago, Li Shangfeng would definitely have been tempted. But things were different now. You have to know, Li Shangfeng had gotten three gold bars just from Chen Ling... Converting that, he would have to work at Tai Shi Si for nearly ten years.

And those three gold bars were solid cash in Li Shangfeng's pocket, which could be used immediately to expand the repair shop and grow his own business... The profits generated during this process far exceeded the value brought by three gold bars. From this point alone, working for others was nowhere near as satisfying as working for himself!

Besides, if the repair shop developed well in ten years, what if Chen Ling waved his hand again and gave him a few more gold bars?

After weighing it in his heart for a moment, Li Shangfeng asked tentatively:

"You just said, don't make contact with the outside world casually... What does that mean?"

"This plan involves a lot. It's best if not too many people know of your existence... Except for Lord Chong and me, you cannot easily contact anyone else."

"Then... what about my sister?"

"You can't see her either." Brand said without hesitation. "However, we can help you cover her tuition..."

Li Shangfeng rolled his eyes silently in his heart.

He knew that this negotiation didn't need to continue. If the salary aspect had disappointed him greatly, then not being able to see Li Lanhua absolutely killed the possibility of negotiation... He had worked so hard to raise his sister, and he was just going to abandon her?

And covering tuition... Who cares about your lousy money??

Brand was still planning to say something, but Li Shangfeng took the initiative:

"Sorry, Lord Brand. I don't have such great ambitions. For me, taking good care of my sister, running my repair shop well, and living a good life is enough..."

"If there are any repair orders that need my help later, I'd be very happy to serve, but..."

"I'm not considering joining Tai Shi Si for now."

Brand's face stiffened immediately.

Given Li Shangfeng's personality, speaking politely to this extent was already the limit of his courtesy... If it weren't for Tai Shi Si's power, he might have rolled his eyes and walked away, spitting on the ground before leaving.

After he finished speaking, he stood up on his own and walked toward the entrance of Tai Shi Si.

Even He Jing on the side was stunned...

This Li Shangfeng... is his personality this tough?

The more carefree Li Shangfeng walked, the uglier Brand's face became. He slammed his hand onto the table, anger burning in his heart... It had been a long time since he had experienced the feeling of losing face.

He Jing asked hesitantly: "My Lord... what now?"

Brand took a deep breath, a ruthless look appearing in his eyes.

They wanted to take the members of the Alchemy Association and use the Philosopher's Stone to achieve immortality, and Li Shangfeng was an absolutely indispensable link. Since kind words didn't work, they would have to do it the hard way...

"Doesn't he want to take care of his sister, run his repair shop, and live a good life..." Brand sneered,

"Then destroy it all... When he has nowhere else to go, he will naturally know where his best home is."

……

Li Laide had a nightmare.

He dreamed that the classmates whose facial features he had personally dug out were all alive again. They had turned into giants he couldn't resist, kicking him viciously, their twisted, ferocious faces looking like demons.

"Heretic!!"

"His hair is curly, it's so disgusting like seaweed..."

"Don't you know? Li Laide's mother is from the Western countries mentioned in the textbooks!"

"I heard that Western women get fat when they get old, swollen like pigs. Will your mother crush the bed when she sleeps?"

"Maybe she's already too fat to walk, hahahaha..."

"I heard that many Westerners died during the Great Cataclysm, and the rest became our slaves!"

"Did you hear that, Li Laide! From now on at school, you have to call us master! Otherwise, we'll throw you and your mother outside the domain! Hahahaha..."

“……”

Li Laide was trembling all over. He wanted to resist, but he couldn't muster any strength. As those classmates stepped aside, a bearded figure carrying a hunting knife grabbed him by the collar like a demon.

"Heretics deserve to die!!"

Li Laide was completely desperate. He closed his eyes powerlessly, letting those people trample and curse him, and letting the hunting knife cut into his body... But the next second, all those sounds disappeared.

He opened his eyes in confusion, only to see a figure in an opera robe standing on a pile of severed limbs, scarlet eyes looking back at him...

"I've taken care of this trash for you."

"I think highly of you..."

Li Laide looked at the opera-robed figure, and an indescribable feeling rose in his heart... Even his nervously beating heart gradually calmed down.

But immediately after, the opera-robed figure coldly spat out the last two words, completely shattering his heart:

"Heretic."

Bang—!

Under the silent night sky, Li Laide sat up in a shock, covered in sweat!!

His heart was pounding. In the young man's deep blue eyes, there was only terror and pain. He took a long time to calm down before looking around in a daze...

He was still at the entrance of his own house.

The cracked earth had returned to its original state, and the blood and corpses covering the ground had disappeared as if they had evaporated into thin air... Quiet lights shone from the windows, and everything seemed to have been just a nightmare.

But Li Laide knew very well that this was definitely not a dream, because his body was still covered in bloodstains and wounds.

However, the relatively serious wounds seemed to have been treated by someone and were no longer bleeding...

"I... am still alive?"

Li Laide's eyes were full of confusion.

As if remembering something, he turned his head abruptly...

He saw a figure in an opera robe sitting alone on the empty, silent grass nearby... He was looking toward the brightly lit direction of the Chengtian Domain. The prosperity and flourishing of the human world seemed to have nothing to do with him. He sat alone in the darkness, ignored by all, like an observer detached from the world, wondering what he was thinking.

The cinnabar-like earrings fluttered in the wind, and a familiar diary lay quietly beside him.