Chief Manager Wu was a man with a deeply embedded sense of self-respect. He always chased after the image of being a calm person who possessed a thunderous aura. Normally, he treated people with gentle indifference. It was only after Qin Yu appeared that this exterior of his was repeatedly broken, the most visible manifestation being when he smashed committee member Goodra with a chair.

He had thought that was the most out-of-character he had ever been, but now, as he looked at the calm black-robed figure, great waves rose up and down in his heart. And as he recalled the massive amount of wealth involved in this challenge, he wasn’t even able to take a breath. His legs softened and he slumped down on his rear, but he wasn’t even aware of this occurring. His eyes were wide and he began to gasp in heaving breaths.

This wasn’t fear; it was far from it. Rather, as he thought of the storage shell and the contents within, he felt overjoyed as if he were being pressed down on by a mountain of gold. The corners of his lips curled up, slightly open, and a bit of drool leaked out.

To the side, Manager Clearwood was completely unable to respond. The normally calm chief manager had already made a fool of himself. As she looked dazedly at that tall and straight black-robed figure, she didn’t know why but her heart began to race,...