See the Law of Deception

Chapter 153 Price
The deer today is oblivious to the threat posed by the sheepskin.

This wasn't the first time Yangpi had threatened her. Even though he seemed serious, to Lu Jinzhao, it was all just the same nonsense as before.

She decided to use passive-aggressive tactics against the sheepskin in return.

Isn't it pretentious?

Didn't you say you wouldn't speak?

Lu Jinzhao remained silent until he met Sang Yuanbo.

The two met in a private room at a teahouse, which was private enough. Lu Jinzhao was somewhat surprised to see Sang Yuanbo for the first time.

Online, Sang Yuanbo is a lively, almost excessively so, businessman, but offline, he unexpectedly appears calm and reliable.

"What's wrong? Is that look of surprise?" The woman named Sang Yuanbo was dressed in a suit and carrying an expensive-looking bag. She was very tall, probably around 1.8 meters, and spoke with an air of ease. Everything about her, from her clothes and shoes to her hair, exuded sophistication and neatness.

As she walked, Lu Jinzhao noticed that she was still wearing a pair of red-soled high heels, the color of which was even more vibrant than the lipstick on her lips.

It doesn't look like [Count Cat] at all.

He doesn't even seem like a talkative person.

"Yes, it was a bit of a surprise." Lu Jinzhao blinked, not hiding her emotions.

Sang Yuanbo moved closer to her, his perfume, though not overpowering, wafting over her. The tall woman bent down slightly, her exquisitely made-up eyes giving a subtle wink, then lowered her voice as if joking: "When you're out in public, you always have to put on an act."

The awkward and uneasy atmosphere dissipated instantly, and Lu Jinzhao felt that the distance between him and Sang Yuanbo had been quickly shortened.

Wow.
Lu Jinzhao sighed inwardly, "Is this the social skill of adults?"

A relaxed expression naturally appeared on her face as she followed Sang Yuanbo into the private room.

Since the other party wanted to get closer to her, she didn't mind being more approachable.

I just don't know if the talkative Cat Earl on the internet is her disguise, or if the seemingly powerful businessman she is now is also a disguise.
Or perhaps, all of them?

Seeing that Lu Jinzhao met with Sang Yuanbo, even the sheepskin could no longer hold back.

【Hello! 】

Are you really going to show it to her?

Aren't you afraid she'll take it and run away?

Humans have no concept of trust!

Even the most untrustworthy humans are still better than ghosts.

Lu Jinzhao used the silent treatment very thoroughly. Even though Yangpi offered to return her soul in exchange for the contents of the box, Lu Jinzhao still didn't budge.

Rather, it's because of this that she's even more determined to get what's inside.

They're even willing to spit out their souls; what's inside must be absolutely, extremely, extraordinary.

The two sat down in the private room. Without much small talk, Sang Yuanbo briefly explained her business rules to Lu Jinzhao. After confirming that Lu Jinzhao had no objections, Sang Yuanbo asked to see the items to be traded.

In reality, one's destiny can be suppressed, but the degree of suppression varies from person to person. The most severe suppression comes from destiny types like those caused by divine intervention, which can directly cause "damage."

Lu Jinzhao's "Theatrical Shadows" is also among those that are suppressed.

However, it seems that the fate of the "Divine Calculator" lady has not been suppressed too much, and the same is true for Sang Yuanbo in front of him.

The train has its own set of operating rules, but passengers have not yet fully figured them out.

"My request is to open this box and see what the price is."

Lu Jinzhao reached out and took out the iron box. Just as she was about to hand the box to Sang Yuanbo, her eyes suddenly trembled uncontrollably, and the scene in front of her blurred. In that moment of dizziness, Lu Jinzhao realized that Yangpi might be behind it all.

Fortunately, the chaos lasted less than two seconds before Lu Jinzhao "suppressed" it, as if it were just a brief episode of low blood sugar. Sang Yuanbo keenly sensed the abnormality and asked what was wrong.
Lu Jinzhao shook his head, saying that he hadn't rested much since returning from the platform and was feeling a bit unwell.

Sang Yuanbo did not press the matter, but seeing the dense cold sweat on Lu Jinzhao's forehead, he knew in his heart that this was probably not the case.

At this moment, Lu Jinzhao's body showed no abnormalities, but his heart was ice-cold.

Could sheepskin have affected her to such an extent?

If this happened inside the platform at a critical moment, could she withstand it?

That's why I asked, "Will she die?"

But if it's possible to do this, why wasn't it done inside the platform before?
Or is it that achieving this level of influence with sheepskin is not easy?

Have you witnessed how powerful I am?

I advise you to stop now.

A hint of mockery flashed in Lu Jinzhao's eyes. She didn't say much, but simply handed the iron box to Sang Yuanbo.

Sang Yuanbo took the item, then took out a knife and cut her finger. A drop of blood fell onto the iron box. Sang Yuanbo stared at the iron box, her eyes becoming empty, as if she had gone blind, or perhaps she had been given a pair of ghost eyes that did not belong to her.

As she watched, the drop of blood continued to meander into a strange pattern.

It lasted for about half a minute. During that half minute, Lu Jinzhao was certain that Sang Yuanbo in front of him wasn't even breathing.

She gasped for breath only after the design was completed.

Then, she quickly placed the metal box on the table, as if it were a hot potato in her hand.

Lu Jinzhao couldn't understand the pattern, or rather, apart from Sang Yuanbo, no one could understand it.

All she knew was that Sang Yuanbo's gaze as he looked at the iron box was filled with barely suppressed astonishment.

"This thing..." She hesitated, then looked up at Lu Jinzhao, "is it a very powerful supernatural object?"

"Not just what's inside, but also this metal box."

"It will take some effort to open it, but I know someone who can."

"The price, however, won't be cheap."

"Because the other party is a top-tier expert."

Lu Jinchao frowned upon hearing this. Although she had savings, they weren't particularly large, and she had a feeling that this transaction wouldn't be conducted with money.

But she still asked, "What's the price?"

"Wait a moment," Sang Yuanbo said, picking up his phone to send a message to someone.

The reply came quickly, but the content seemed to surprise Sang Yuanbo. Lu Jinchao once again saw her uncontrollable emotions in this shrewd adult.

She answered.

Sang Yuanbo's voice sounded somewhat strange.

"The price is one dollar."

"What?!" Even Lu Jinzhao was surprised.

"That's right, one dollar, cash, or coins."

Sang Yuanbo nodded: "Give her a one-yuan coin, and she'll help you open the box."

(End of this chapter)