556: Chapter 556 Wang Baobao's Daily Life: The Boss's Promises—Will They Fill You Up?

Box Number One.

On the auction stage, the word "Sold" fell heavily along with the copper hammer.

Su Chen's fingers, which had turned white from gripping the Ten-Thousand-Year Warm Jade window frame so hard, finally relaxed.

He turned around, slowly walked back to the Warm Jade lounge chair, and sank into it.

The despair vanished.

The madness was gone.

That cliff-edge hysteria was completely gone.

He yawned, reached into his Storage Ring, and pulled out a Purple Crystal Vermilion Fruit.

After wiping it twice on the sleeve of his spotless white robe, he popped the fruit into his mouth.

"Crunch."

The crisp sound of biting echoed in the box.

Sweet juice overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't bother to wipe it.

Su Chen reclined in the lounge chair, chewing on the Spirit Fruit while staring blankly at the Formation patterns on the ceiling.

Not far away, Qian Duoduo was still slumped on the carpet.

His small eyes, squeezed into slits, stared fixedly at Su Chen's profile as he chewed for ten seconds.

His brain was trying to piece together the "desperate boss on the brink of bankruptcy" with the "salted fish young master" before him.

Gradually, those small eyes began to light up.

A wave of goosebumps traveled from his tailbone all the way to his scalp.

"Bo... Boss..." Qian Duoduo's voice trembled.

"Just now... were you acting again?!"

Su Chen took another bite of the vermilion fruit, not even lifting his eyelids, and squeezed a sound out of his nose: "Mm."

"Wuu—!"

Qian Duoduo's fat body flipped over suddenly, and he prostrated himself on the carpet in a grand gesture, kowtowing three times toward Su Chen.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

This time the kowtows were even louder than before; even the floor paved with Ten-Thousand-Year Immortal Wood shook.

A large bump immediately formed on his already red and swollen forehead.

"Boss!!" Qian Duoduo's voice choked with emotion.

"When you act like this in the future, can you please give a lowly worker like me a little heads-up!"

"My heart is just made of ordinary flesh; it's not an Immortal Artifact! Every time you do these cliffhanger surprises, my heart can't take it!"

"If you keep this up, I'll eventually be counted as dying in the line of duty!"

Su Chen spat out the fruit pit, which traced an arc in the air and landed with a "clack" in the Purple Bamboo Basket in the corner.

He rolled his eyes.

"What's the panic? You won't die. As the saying goes, 'the good die young,' but a stingy, money-grubbing scourge like you will definitely live as long as an eternal turtle."

Qian Duoduo was stunned for a moment.

Although he was being scolded, he suddenly felt a solid sense of security having such a backer.

He wiped away his bitter tears and climbed up from the ground with weak legs.

After steadying himself against the carved railing on the wall, his hands began to uncontrollably flick an invisible abacus in the Void Realm.

"Let me calculate... The other side spent fifty million to buy an Array-Breaking Diagram that can only be looked at but not used... plus the thirty million ice chunk from before..."

"Total... eighty million..."

As he calculated, Qian Duoduo's breathing hitched.

The other side spent eighty million high-grade immortal stones to get two overpriced items like suckers.

His own boss spent zero; the Storage Ring hadn't even been opened.

This wasn't just catching a white wolf with empty hands.

This was catching the wolf with empty hands, plucking it bald, and then making the wolf pay the venue fee itself!

Qian Duoduo's legs went weak again.

He leaned against the wall, his gaze toward Su Chen completely changed.

Three parts admiration, three parts fear, three parts heartache, and a hint of relief.

He was incredibly relieved to be on the side of this Prodigy boss. If he were the person in Private Room Number Seven, he would probably have been so angry he'd undergo Bingjie on the spot.

Jian Buping, who had been guarding the door, understood the outcome.

He silently moved his hand an inch away from his sword hilt.

Don't provoke anyone, but especially don't provoke the Boss.

At most, he could cause an external wound with his sword, but the Boss used a bloodless blade to slice a person's Divine Soul, family fortune, and Dao Heart into sashimi and even dip it in wasabi.

"Alright, stop shaking over there."

Su Chen stretched, his bones making a series of popping sounds.

"The auction is over, and we've seen enough of the show. Go back to the inn, pack up, and get ready to check out."

He stood up, his gaze sweeping over to a dark shadow in the corner of the box.

Wang Baobao was squatting there obediently, her small hands tightly clutching a carved immortal wood handrail.

She was using her two rows of little white teeth to seriously gnaw on the wood.

"Crunch... skritch..."

Wood chips were flying.

Su Chen's temple throbbed.

The damage fees for this box would be deducted from the deposit!

He walked over, grabbed her two upright pigtails, and lifted her up.

"Alright, stop gnawing on that. What's so good about wood chips? I'll give you something good to eat when we get back."

Hearing the words "something good to eat," Wang Baobao's eyes instantly lit up.

"Boss is so generous! May the Boss's longevity match the heavens! Is there big meat to eat?"

Su Chen reached out and rubbed her head, a curve forming at the corner of his mouth.

"What's big meat worth?"

Su Chen's gaze went past the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the boundless night outside Peng City.

"After we leave the city, I'll show you a grand show."

"A super firework display costing exactly eighty million high-grade immortal stones... unique and brilliantly magnificent."

Wang Baobao tilted her head, biting a finger.

"Fireworks worth eighty million Immortal Stones?" Her eyes were sparkling. "Will they be very bright?"

The smile in Su Chen's eyes deepened.

"They will be very bright," he said softly.

"And they will definitely be very loud."