Where's the cute girl we were promised? She's completely wiped out S-rank dungeons!

Song Yuan: "I already told you that's all we have at home."

These four coins were carefully wrapped in a handkerchief and placed in the innermost pocket of his coat in the wardrobe. It was as if they contained not four coins, but a million dollars.

Qiao Ran comforted her, "It's okay, I have money. Let's go and solve the cooking problem first."

Song Yuan was about to nod and agree when she suddenly felt a slight itch on the back of her head—she was extremely sensitive to gazes, especially peeping gazes:

She turned around abruptly, but there was nothing in the alley behind her. Qiao Ran quickly stepped forward and stood beside her:

"What's wrong?! Who's there?"

Song Yuan stared at the empty alleyway entrance for a long while, and then said calmly:

"It's nothing, maybe I misread it."

"Let's continue. How do we solve the cooking problem?"

On the other side, three people, led by Fu Zhengyang, were walking on the main road. All three of them were also wearing small aprons.

Fu Zhengyang, dressed in a high-quality slate gray suit with a navy blue tie, and wearing a pink polka-dot apron with small floral trim, walked at the front with a dark expression.

The other two, one carrying two swords and shirtless, wearing a green bamboo-leaf apron, walked beside Fu Zhengyang scratching his head. The other, wearing a red checkered apron, followed at the back with his head bowed and a look of humiliation on his face.

All three of them tacitly refrained from checking the live chat comments. They knew without even looking that the viewers in the chat were already laughing hysterically.

[I can't take it anymore! I can't take it anymore!! Hahahahahahahahahaha System, I'm begging you, what are you making the male players wear?! Especially that Xu Jian, an L-shaped body wearing an apron? Hahahahahahahahahaha this episode is sexually suggestive... I'm laughing so hard I'm about to suffocate.]

[I want to speak up for Vice President Fu (raises hand). System, stop mistreating the elderly! Vice President Fu is already quite old; dressing someone in his fifties is ridiculous!]

After carefully dressing up, I entered the dungeon and saw this item stacked on top of me. I immediately went into a state of blissful ignorance, hahaha...

[Hey, what's Wang Daqiang doing here? He's all hunched over, I didn't even see him earlier. Does he have some kind of grudge against that newbie named Song Yuan?]

You guessed correctly.

Wang Daqiang probably came this time to save face for the Crystal Guild.

After reading the players' comments, it's obvious that the one carrying the knife is none other than Xu Jian, a star member of [Midnight Ghost]. The one following at the very back is also a familiar face:

It was Wang Daqiang, who was kicked in the groin by Song Yuan in the logging hall.

However, large guilds like [Crystal Showcase] generally have very abundant medical resources. Let alone a mere egg, even if your brains come out, as long as you still have a breath left, they can restore you!

After this incident, Song Yuan received a penalty notice from the system. The game clearly states that players can kill each other in dungeons, but harming other players outside of dungeons will result in point deductions, and in more serious cases, even a loss of conduct points.

Players with low conduct scores will have their in-game store automatically locked. Unable to buy items, they'll essentially die in the game.

That's why Fu Zhengyang didn't kill her in the logout hall, but instead followed her into the game.

Xu Jian followed beside Fu Zhengyang and asked, "Guild Leader, where are we going? Aren't we entering this dungeon to avenge my nephew? Can't I first find that brat and that pretty boy and let you deal with them as you see fit, then we can think about clearing the dungeon?"

Wang Daqiang rolled his eyes dismissively upon hearing this. He muttered to himself:

"A bunch of idiots who only know how to fight and kill..."

"Don't underestimate the mortality rate in dungeons. Have you forgotten how Little Owl died?"

Fu Zhengyang didn't even glance at him, explaining as he walked:

"He had so many items on him, and his level was higher than those two newbies. Have you ever thought about why he was killed? It's because he was too arrogant!"

This kid's been spoiled by me, and he's never bothered to think things through in the game. Focusing all your attention on revenge is easy; killing a couple of newbies is simple, but if you get killed in a dungeon because of it, it's not worth it.

Follow the rules first. Players will inevitably clash in a dungeon sooner or later. There's no need to rush.

"President Fu is right!"

Xu Jian was completely confused, scratching his head in bewilderment. Compared to him, Wang Daqiang was much more perceptive, and began flattering Fu Zhengyang from the other side, "Chairman, you are truly wise! Having a leader like you is a blessing we've accumulated over half a lifetime!"

To everyone's surprise, Fu Zhengyang's expression didn't improve; instead, it darkened.

The two titles he disliked the most were Vice President Fu and President Fu.

The first one—everyone could tell he was the vice president just by hearing his name. The second one—knowing he hadn't been president for years, wanted to curry favor with him. But President Fu, vice president—what difference does it make if you call him that?

He glanced at Wang Daqiang with disgust and said coldly:

"I am not your president. I need to know who you really belong to. I only brought you in because you are somewhat useful."

Watch your mouth, talk less, do more.

Wang Daqiang's bright smile froze on his face after being confronted, leaving him only able to force a laugh. A torrent of profanities raged within him:

What's with the attitude? He's just an old dog in a suit. No wonder he can't become the chairman. What's so great about him?

If it weren't for wanting to witness Song Yuanqi's gruesome death up close, he wouldn't have followed this guy into the game!

The three of them passed a luxurious hotel on their way to the market. If they had looked closely at the hotel window, they would have seen Qiao Ran and Song Yuan sitting by the window:

On the rectangular glass table, a variety of delicacies and seafood were laid out. Qiao Ran, holding a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, was enjoying the Italian-style honey-glazed steak that the waiter had just brought to the table.

Song Yuan, carrying an axe, glanced back during a break in her meal. The waiters were terrified, their faces turning ashen. They immediately lowered their heads, some mopping the floor, others wiping the tables, the rags and tabletops practically sparking from the effort.

The two arrived at this restaurant just half an hour ago.

Seeing that it was just the two of them, the receptionist frowned in confusion and looked behind Song Yuan and Qiao Ran:

"Just the two of you?"

Qiao Ran nodded and chose a seat at the window: "Okay, let's sit there. Could you please bring us the menu to order?"

Upon hearing this, the waiter's expression immediately changed. He rolled his eyes and said meaningfully:

"Oh...so instead of taking good care of your men at home, you two have spare money to eat out? Our restaurant's dishes aren't cheap, how can you be so wasteful? You'll get scolded when you get home."

Song Yuan frowned: "This is a business place. Instead of greeting customers, you say things like that?"

"Alright, alright, come with me."

The waiter nodded perfunctorily, led the two into the store, and arranged for them to sit in the very corner.

"Please sit here. What would you like to eat?"

There were clearly many good seats in the store, yet they were given this worst-lit corner by mistake. Qiao Ran raised an eyebrow:

"This is not the seat I want."

The waiter tapped the table impatiently with his fingertips: "What's with the fuss? It's all the same where you sit! Just tell me what you want to eat!"

Qiao Ran picked up the menu on the table and tossed it in front of him with an air of nonchalance:

"Make me a copy."

The waiter, thinking he was joking, asked in surprise, "What did you say?!"

Song Yuan added, "He said he wanted to order everything on the menu."

"My God!"

The two men thought that with their considerable wealth, they could at least give the waiter a bit of a shock. Instead, he covered his head with his hands, saying in disbelief:

"Are you two out of your minds?! My God, this is such a waste of money! Spending so much money eating at a restaurant, marrying you two is the worst thing that ever happened to me! I knew it, I could tell at the door, you look like you'd bring bad luck to your husbands, so unlucky!"