Reborn as a Transcendent

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“P… Princess, we can talk this over!” Leroy stammered as he scrambled backward, panic evident in his voice, while Yeager steadily closed the distance between them.

Standing beside him, Scarry was completely frozen in terror, his body refusing to obey even the slightest command.

“Negotiate? What’s there to negotiate? Just pay up for the mental damages you’ve caused me,” Yaeger declared coldly. She rubbed her hands together before tightly clenching her fists, the sharp crackle of her knuckles echoing ominously.

Leroy and Scarry exhaled in relief, believing the situation could still be salvaged. After all, if money could solve it, then it wasn’t truly a problem.

“In that case, Your Highness, how much compensation would appease you?” Scarry asked, bowing humbly.

“How much do you think is appropriate?” Yaeger replied with a sly smile. The mere mention of money filled her with unrestrained delight. After all, there was no quicker way to make money than fleecing the fraudsters themselves!

“Ten…” Leroy began, intending to propose ten million—a sum he believed would be sufficient to placate the terrifying figure before him.

Before he could finish, Yaeger cut him off. “One hundred million? How generous of you! I feel a bit guilty accepting such a large sum, but since you’ve offered so sincerely, I’ll graciously take it.”

The two of them stood dumbfounded, their minds struggling to process her audacious demand.

One hundred million? She was practically skinning them alive! Impossible! Absolutely not!

“Princess, we don’t have that kind of money,” Scarry said bitterly, his voice trembling. In the face of such an exorbitant demand, his pride crumbled into irrelevance. After all, he was still reeling from the catastrophic losses the Entertainment Center had suffered last time—a misfortune that had fallen upon him unfairly and left him devastated.

If he were forced to cough up another hundred million, Scarry knew his only escape might be a leap off the nearest roof.

‘Goodbye, cruel world… Wait, no, I’m still alive!’ Shaking his head to banish such thoughts, Scarry turned to Yaeger with pitiable eyes, hoping his despair might evoke her mercy.

“Princess, have mercy!” Leroy pleaded desperately, his hands clasped together in supplication. Despite his vast wealth, Leroy’s liquidity was woefully insufficient. Even if the amount were split evenly between him and Scarry, he would still be on the hook for fifty million.

Losing fifty million would plunge him into a dire cash flow crisis. In mere moments, these two once-mighty moguls had been reduced to groveling like desperate beggars.

“I’ve noticed your Entertainment Center brings in substantial profits daily. Asking for one hundred million as compensation isn’t unreasonable, is it? Consider this: I have a delicate body and a fragile mind. I’m just a weak girl, as frail as Mui-mui Lam. You two nearly scared me to death! It’s already generous of me to limit my request to a mere hundred million for mental damages.” Yaeger spouted her absurd claims with an air of solemnity.

‘Delicate body? Weak?’ Scarry and Leroy wondered if their ears had suddenly started playing tricks on them. Otherwise, how could they have heard something so utterly preposterous?

This woman, whose martial prowess could likely take down a rhinoceros with a single punch, had the audacity to compare herself to the frail actress… How utterly shameless!

The two exchanged glances, silently releasing a collective sigh. Scarry hurriedly spoke up, “Princess, while the Entertainment Center generates a lot of money daily, all of it belongs to the Xu Family. I don’t have access to those funds. I truly can’t afford one hundred million!”

After a brief moment of thought, he decided to take the risk and try negotiating with her.

“That’s right, Princess. We’re just employees of the Xu Family. There’s no way we can pay such a huge amount!” Leroy chimed in, echoing Scarry’s plea.

Yaeger remained quiet, her expression thoughtful as though she was considering their words. The tension in the room thickened with every passing second. Both men were now consumed by trepidation, their anxiety written plainly on their faces.

If she truly stood firm on the amount, they knew they’d have no choice but to scrape it together somehow. After all, their lives were far more valuable than their wealth. Money lost could always be earned back. But if they lost their lives, nothing else would matter.

Their bargaining efforts were merely a desperate attempt to delay the inevitable.

“Fine. I’m not a demon, after all. I’ll settle for fifty million in mental damages,” Yaeger sighed, her tone suggesting she had made a significant concession.

To the average observer, halving her initial demand might have seemed like a tremendous loss on her part. In reality, Yaeger hadn’t expended any effort at all yet was walking away with fifty million—a monumental victory for her.

Furthermore, she had no desire to drive them into utter despair. Harvesting leeks required skill and patience—one couldn’t simply yank them out of the ground prematurely.

‘Oh, my poor, damaged city. To repair you, I’ve resorted to such underhanded tactics. You’d better repay me in the future,’ Yaeger thought to herself with mock drama.

She intended to set aside a few million as sustenance for her adorable companions at home, while channeling the remainder into the material market for investment.

“Fifty million?” Scarry blinked, his mind struggling to process the revised figure.

Half of one hundred million? What a windfall!

‘Of course not! I’d still be paying fifty million for absolutely nothing!' The reality hit him like a bolt of lightning.

Though fifty million was still a staggering amount, it was undoubtedly more manageable than one hundred million. Leroy exchanged a glance with Scarry, both of them silently acknowledging the unspoken compromise.

‘Let’s just pay it!' With a few quick gestures, they agreed to split the penalty evenly, each contributing twenty-five million.

Once the confirmation text from Swire Bank arrived, Yaeger left the Entertainment Center with a bright, victorious smile.

“What a colossal loss! If I’d known this would happen, I would never have helped those two fools in the first place!” Scarry lamented bitterly, his sorrow evident.

“Ah, I suppose we’re just unlucky,” Leroy muttered, leaning back into the sofa with a deep, resigned sigh.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Even with the help of a supercomputer, he never could have foreseen Ronald’s sudden interference in this mess. For something so improbable to happen, wasn’t it fair to say they were cursed with terrible luck?

“What’s our next move?” Scarry asked, gesturing at the two unconscious figures sprawled on the floor like oversized dumplings.

“Book a direct flight and send them back to Jinxi Province,” Leroy said calmly, his gaze settling on Hank and Doug.

“Isn’t that ridiculously expensive?” Scarry grumbled, clearly reluctant. Having just lost twenty-five million, the thought of shelling out more for a private flight to send those fools home made him bristle with reluctance.

“If the trip takes too long and they die en route, we’ll be held responsible,” Leroy replied solemnly.

“That’s true,” Scarry admitted with a helpless sigh. If those men from Dragonbane Mountain died here or on the way home, the fallout would be catastrophic for them.

While Scarry busied himself arranging a private flight to send Hank and Doug cback to Jinxi Province, Yaeger had already returned to the bustling [City of Chaos].

“Master!” Little Blue exclaimed, leaping forward to wrap her arms around Yaeger’s neck. “How much did you make?” Naturally, her primary concern was their ration money.

“Master, Master!” Vera 17 and 18 chimed in from the other side, darting over to grab Yaeger’s hands, their heads tilted upward at an adorable 45-degree angle. Their actions radiated pure cuteness.

“I made quite a bit, but I can only spare five million for all of you,” Yaeger said with a smile.

“How much tasty food can we buy with five million?” Little Blue asked, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

“Plenty!” Vera 17 and 18 chimed in unison, their better grasp of food prices giving them confidence. Their voices brimmed with uncontainable joy. After all, five million was a fortune to spend on food!

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