“Of course 10 million isn’t enough.” Xu Yangyi quietly lit a cigarette, a smile yet not a smile scraping at the corner of his mouth. “But I can apply for the Pill Cauldron Corporation’s newcomer’s project aid.” 

“Master!” Li Zongyuan was astonished, his mouth teeming with bitterness. “The applicant for this project must be an alchemist! Moreover, there has to be a definite result and project planning! The team size and the project progress! Computer-drafted design graphing and exhaustive data has to be offered to the Pill Cauldron Corporation for investigation, and each newcomer’s project aid represents several tens of thousand to even a million spirit stones! The regional CFOs of the Pill Cauldron Corporation will lead their team to personally estimate…”

“Are you reproaching me?” 

Before Li Zongyuan’s voice even fell, Xu Yangyi’s smile yet not a smile caused Li Zongyuan’s entire body to grow cold. Xu Yangyi’s following words had completely corked his mouth. Choking on them for a couple seconds, he then laughed self-deprecatingly, “Little me dares not to. I only…”

Xu Yangyi moved to wave off Li Zongyuan’s closing remarks with his hand. He faintly furrowed his brows. “Don’t call yourself ‘little’, and don’t say ‘master’, either. It’s unpleasant to listen to; use proper names.”

“A couple years ago when I was resting, I watched a relaxing anime once in a while.” He seemed to think back of a story and gently tapped the table. “There was a toad called Bunta.” [1]

“...Yes…”

“You’re only required to carry it out,” Xu Yangyi said without a trace of emotion. “There will never be a pact of equality between myself and those not of my race.”

Li Zongyuan’s Adam’s apple shivered and he said lowly, “Understood.”

“How many idle...