The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 650 - 344: The Three Steps of Running for Councilor

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"Huh?"

After hearing An Su's inaugural speech, Luojia completely lost her temper.

She propped herself angrily on the dining table, her fair hands slapping the surface, her long white hair bouncing with the rise and fall of her shoulders, gently biting her silver teeth, and she said to An Su word by word, "No! You! Can't! Close it!"

She felt wronged.

After all, she had considered helping An Su out, so how could he suggest closing her shop as soon as he took the stage? This was faster than throwing the millstone after squeezing the juice from the donkey.

Luojia had come to understand the difference between the Zibeng Family and the Qiye Family. The Zibeng Family made money off the pariahs, while the Qiye Family made money off both the Zibeng Family and the pariahs. The latter was far ahead in both thought and realm, hence the proverb "Holding Zibeng to earn the stars, there's no Initial Holy like me" held true.

The sages had already told An Su: to seek the Way, one must kill first!

Sacrificing one's mother was merely the most basic step into the Path of Qiye. To go further and reach the Extreme Realm Ascension, one must prove the Way by killing women!

"Miss Luojia, this is all for the sake of our great cause."

An Su looked at Luojia with justified eloquence, his hands crossed under his chin and the sunlight filtering through frosted glass casting a shadow on his brow, making him appear inscrutable and pure as ice, "And you agreed to help me."

You... you shameless thing.

The Little Witch was at a loss for words.

"Arthur and Lister have both agreed to undergo gender transformation and seduce every voting group for our cause, and all those groups are full of Rainbow Envoys!"

An Su dropped a bombshell, sorrow shimmering in his eyes,

"And does the bond between you and me not compare to the ties with those worthless friends?"

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Actually, they had not agreed, but that didn't stop him from saying so. After all, even he believed what this little brute said, so it wasn't a lie.

Hmm... really?

The Little Witch fell silent.

This blow struck her as unbelievable.

Were Arthur and Lister really willing to sacrifice their appearances to charm those plump, trans-gender voters all for this little brute An Su? Was their brotherly bond truly unbreakable?

She was going to lose to two men? She hadn't lost to that annoying maid, and now she was going to lose to two men?

"As long as we get rid of you, the biggest force of evil in this city," An Su spoke with justifiable eloquence, "our party's votes would be secured! Miss Luojia, I need your help."

The biggest force of evil in this city is you, you politicians and your dirty hearts.

The Little Witch glared at An Su with indignation, this irritating creature was always moral-baiting.

Fortunately, she wasn't much for morals.

"Terms." Luojia said.

She had practiced the Way of Zibeng for so long not just for sport; she wouldn't allow An Su to lead her by the nose—she would only be hand in hand.

"What?" An Su asked.

"What are the terms for me shutting my doors?" Luojia replied, "Idiot."

Luojia leaned back in the wicker chair, her legs crossed elegantly, revealing the smooth and beautiful lines of her calves, her skin dazzlingly pale in the sun, wearing short boots, occasionally propping her leg against An Su's under the table and laughing softly, "Who would shut down their business without benefits?"

She emphasized,

"This store had just started and was already bringing in five thousand Gold Coins a day, and it would only increase."

Luojia habitually kept accounts since she was a child; having been poor, she valued money greatly, "I've signed a number of large contracts with many big enterprises, and the local finance department has already listed us as an 'important civilian-run military enterprise.' According to the acquisition regulations, the market value is at least three hundred thousand Gold Coins."

"That's half a lifetime of my blood, sweat, and tears!" Miss Luojia spoke with justifiable eloquence, "I can't let some unscrupulous government shut it down."

"Do you want me to pay you three hundred thousand Gold Coins?" An Su nodded, "But I don't have cash on me now, I'll go get the money."

Luojia wasn't making an exorbitant demand; this was a reasonable figure. Even clear accounts among brothers were necessary, and if it only cost this much to gain the support of voters in the region, it was a good deal. He was willing to pay this sum.

"I don't want three hundred thousand Gold Coins; I want a reward equivalent to that amount." Luojia looked up at An Su, "If you want me to close the store, you'll have to offer me a reward equivalent to three hundred thousand, and I won't agree to a coin less."

"I don't know what that could be," An Su answered, "there's nothing in this world worth three hundred thousand."

"Don't you?" Luojia tilted her head, smiling lightly, "You do know, don't you? I've heard that merchants and politicians will do anything to make money."

"I'm a little virgin; how would I know?" Now An Su claimed to be a virgin, he's never had any shame.

"Then hold my hand first," the Little Witch said, "my dear politician."

An Su had no choice; if he wanted to gain the votes of the region, the fastest way was to shut down Luojia's cake shop. He gently took Miss Luojia's offered hand, which was delicately soft, boneless, and slightly cold, like holding the frost of late autumn or the snow in late winter. The boy didn't dare grip too tightly, only holding it gently, as if even a slight force would melt the autumn frost and winter snow from his fingertips into water.

"How much is this worth?" An Su asked Luojia as he raised his head.

"Five thousand Gold Coins," Luojia smiled, "five thousand for holding hands once."

"Hmm. Not bad." An Su said, "And this?"

His long fingers moved up along the Little Witch's pale wrist, stopping finally on her delicate, slightly gaunt shoulder, softly encircling it, only to hear Miss Luojia laugh and say, "That's ten thousand now."