226: Succubus Bar

The more she spoke, the angrier she became, her voice unconsciously rising an octave. "If the filthy things below break the seal, we corporate slave ghost emissaries on the front lines will definitely be the first to suffer..."

"Sister Xiang, you still need high-temperature subsidies? Third-rank ghost emissaries can wander around in lava for several days."

The Surveyor beside her teased.

"You didn't go to the Succubus Bar and spend all your incense offerings on high-end succubus ladies, did you!" another team member joked.

The Squad Leader cast a suspicious glance at You Xiang's eyes and saw her expression flickering.

He didn't expect his teammate's casual remark to hit the nail on the head and guess the truth.

"Ahem~" You Xiang coughed awkwardly twice, trying to hide her guilt.

"What's wrong with calling for better benefits?" she argued stubbornly.

"Benefits? Are the Underworld's benefits not good enough? At least Her Majesty treats us as her own," the Squad Leader retorted with pained conviction.

"It's already quite good that she hasn't treated us low-level grunts as cannon fodder to be used up."

"Besides, if I save a bit of my monthly salary, in another two or three years, I can buy my own two-bedroom apartment on Yin Street."

"This is much better than the human race. Some people work themselves to death for thirty years and still might not even scrape together the down payment for a 70-square-meter concrete house."

"Even if they do, a major illness in their old age takes everything away..."

The ghost emissaries nodded in agreement, and for a moment, their passion for work surged.

You Xiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry; she had originally had that plan too.

But after going to the bar a few times, she had fallen deep into it and couldn't pull herself out.

To win a smile from a succubus lady, two years of savings had been wiped out.

But she called me "Big~ Sis~"!!!

In the sky above, Shang Wan Ning hid her form like a ghost, taking in everything happening below.

After hearing the whole process, her heart sank, and she looked with piercing eyes at the White-Haired Loli who was catching up.

"The Succubus Club on Yin Street—did you have a hand in it or not?"

Hearing this, Chen Yu's legs suddenly went weak, and she almost fell from the sky in fright.

She couldn't help but feel a bit regretful; if she had known, she wouldn't have followed Her Majesty to investigate this ancient ruin.

At this moment, she lowered her eyes, not daring to look Shang Wan Ning in the eye, while a trace of guilt flashed through her heart.

"How could Yu Yu possibly get involved in something like that? If I had those brains, I wouldn't have to come to you to get gold coins, Your Majesty."

Shang Wan Ning obviously didn't believe her words.

"I want to hear the truth, Xiao Yu."

Seeing this, Chen Yu had no choice but to stand up straight and steady herself.

"Fine, I admit, I've held the little hands of the succubus ladies... and paid for the whole venue a few times..."

"But I really didn't get directly involved."

"However, the Secretary-General is the second-largest shareholder there. When I went to pick a succubus lady to play dice with before, I was set up and scammed out of quite a lot of incense offerings."

"Ling Qi is the second-largest shareholder!"

Shang Wan Ning sucked in a cold breath upon hearing this.

She began to wonder if she was born to a life of toil, and if every one of her confidants was naturally two-faced.

Ling Qi certainly had the brains for it, and the Six-Tailed Demon Fox was also proficient in charm techniques.

Combining the two, it was practically a perfect professional match.

"Then, who is the majority shareholder?" Shang Wan Ning asked expressionlessly.

Chen Yu hesitated for a moment and then answered sheepishly, "It's Lord Meng Jiang..." After saying this, as if afraid of being scolded, she hurriedly took several steps back.

Shang Wan Ning quietly raised her eyes, her voice cold. "Heh, it turns out I'm the last to know."

"My dear~ Judge~, the Succubus Club must be quite lewd, right?"

"How could it be?"

"As for the club, Lord Meng Jiang originally thought the Underworld ghost emissaries worked hard every day and wanted to create a place for entertainment so everyone could relax. There were absolutely no other intentions."

"Who could have expected the Succubus Club to become a Gold-swallowing hole that rakes in money every day? And Lord Meng Jiang is so busy."

"She's already bought several plots of land on Yin Street. She might have forgotten about the initial investment long ago."

Heat blurred the Empress's cold eyes, and her usually aloof appearance took on a touch of the mundane.

"Relax? Then do you know how many 'Female Ghost Officers' have spent all their savings because of this club?"

Chen Yu rarely saw her angry; startled, she quickly looked away.

A strange restlessness seemed to start jumping again.

[Oh no, this version of Her Majesty is so nice.]

Shang Wan Ning was still focused on the "Succubus Club."

Chen Yu's mind had already flown so far she'd lost her underwear; her head was full of panting.

Big Sis's fingertips touching, Big Sis's body soft, Big Sis's mouth numb.

Seeing Chen Yu looking like her soul had left her body, Shang Wan Ning frowned and waved a hand in front of her eyes. "What are you thinking about?"

Chen Yu snapped back to her senses with a jolt, her face turning red instantly. "No... nothing."

Shang Wan Ning snorted coldly, glancing at You Xiang below with a pointed look.

"I won't talk about you for now, but remember to share the spoils when you make extra money in the future."

Chen Yu obediently held Shang Wan Ning's arm and patted her chest. "Lord Meng Jiang does share. This month's taxes from Yin Street increased by 5%."

Shang Wan Ning raised an eyebrow slightly, having a new consideration regarding the situation of the Succubus Club.

"Increased tax revenue from Yin Street isn't entirely without benefit."

"However, you must still be mindful of propriety in the future; you must not be too indulgent."

She paused and then said, "Remember to tell Ling Qi when we get back, so she knows about this too."

Chen Yu nodded repeatedly and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty. Your Subordinate will definitely inform the Secretary-General."

Shang Wan Ning nodded with satisfaction and added, "Those ghost emissaries are all adult ghosts; they should be responsible for their own willpower. Let's not have any more trouble."

Chen Yu caught the deep meaning in Shang Wan Ning's words; her heart tightened as she hurriedly said, "Alright, I understand."

Seeing the Empress hint that she was ready to move past this matter.

Chen Yu's eyelashes fluttered as she looked at Shang Wan Ning, who was clearly in a good mood, her lips pressed into a beautiful straight line.

[She really is Shang Shiren.]

[The Secretary-General's dividends were likely spent on the Empress; otherwise, where would the budget for those exquisite Dharma Robes come from?]

"Smart!"

Now that the topic had been dropped, Shang Wan Ning had no intention of entangling further with the White-Haired Loli.

She gripped the other's hand tightly and sped towards the ruins deep in the strait.

At first, there was still a sliver of light to be felt, but the further down they went, the surroundings rapidly became pitch black.

Fortunately, the two could still see within the strait.

For the abilities of deities, this was truly insignificant.

Three seconds later, Shang Wan Ning slowed down only after descending to a certain depth where she could see the seabed.

Then, she released her divine sense, warily observing the dense resentment all around.

"Be careful, I don't know what's inside either."