Chapter 8: The Host’s Efforts
"Stop being so coy and tell me what happened!"
Seeing Bu Lige's demeanor, Bu Shiyi couldn't help but smile lightly, her tone playful.
Since her younger brother had healed from his dark injuries, Bu Shiyi was in a good mood.
Bu Lige then proceeded to tell her about buying Coke at Luo Chuan's store.
"You're telling me that the reason you healed from your injuries and broke through to the realm of Good Fortune was because of a bottle of Coke?" Bu Shiyi raised an eyebrow, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips.
Bu Lige didn't pick up on the change in the atmosphere and eagerly nodded, excitement lighting up his eyes. "It only costs ten Spirit Crystals! A single bottle of Coke! I think the boss is selling at a loss!"
"Oh? Then why didn't you buy more?"
"If it weren't for the shop's rule that each person can only buy one bottle per day, I would've bought out the whole store by now!" Bu Lige said casually.
"I see..." Bu Shiyi continued, her slender fingers grasping Bu Lige's ear and twisting it slightly. She smirked, "You dare tease your sister, but now a bottle of Coke that costs only ten Spirit Crystals has such an amazing effect? Is it more powerful than the elixirs in the mansion?"