Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 398: Human Greed Knows No Bounds

Chapter 398: Chapter 398: Human Greed Knows No Bounds

"Senior brother, this guy is too arrogant, do we need to arrange for someone to kill him?"

Watching Lin Fan’s retreating back.

Yamamoto Ichiro, with a cold expression, walked over to Hino Hiroshi’s side.

His indifferent demeanor really made one angry.

"No need, I quite like his arrogance. Moreover, currently, he has the capital to be arrogant. Didn’t he resolve the construction site stoppage with just a greeting? This kind of person is useful to keep around."

Hino Hiroshi held a cocktail glass, smiling as he watched Lin Fan’s back.

"It’s just a trivial matter, what skills does he truly have? Once the Blood Moon Array is activated, all the people here will become lambs to the slaughter. By then, he will merely be useless."

Yamamoto Ichiro sneered disdainfully.

"What’s the rush? At least before the Formation is complete, he still is of great use. Besides, even after the Blood Moon Array is completed, we will need someone to do our bidding, and he is definitely the best choice. At least I admire his skills in dealing with women."

Hino Hiroshi squinted his eyes.

He had already planned everything for the future.

"Senior brother, how exactly is the Saint chosen?"

With Hino Hiroshi’s protection, Yamamoto Ichiro could not insist further.

He could only change the topic.

"Let’s use the woman that he just chose. I trust his taste in women. The one he picked should be the most suitable vessel. Next, we need her to absorb the energy of love doubly, to aid the grandmaster in performing the rituals!"

Hino Hiroshi had already made up his mind.

This was also the reason he had invited Lin Fan here.

However, Lin Fan truly hadn’t expected

that his choice would push Annie into an endless abyss.

"Alright, I understand."

Yamamoto Ichiro responded.

He then turned and walked towards the back.

In the room specifically for selecting the Saint.

Annie, too, was packing her belongings to leave.

Unexpectedly, she bumped into Yamamoto Ichiro who was walking in.

"You’re in such a hurry, where are you going?"

Yamamoto Ichiro looked Annie over.

His gaze was greedy.

"Where I go is none of your business. I agreed with Ning Bingcai to only come as a trainer, not to be packaged as a product to be gawked at by everyone. Moreover, I said I wouldn’t sell my body. However, what you did today has crossed my bottom line. You better understand that money isn’t everything!"

Annie, determined to leave, glared furiously at Yamamoto Ichiro.

"Money isn’t everything indeed, but being without money is absolutely unacceptable. What’s this about crossing lines? Isn’t it just that the price hasn’t been agreed upon? Tell me, how much do you want?"

Yamamoto Ichiro was not angry.

He leaned against the door, blocking Annie’s way out.

"I don’t want money. I just want to leave now, not to be seen as merchandise here anymore. You immediately move aside. I had left a message before coming here—if I hadn’t contacted them within twenty-four hours, they would call the police. You wouldn’t want to invite trouble in a place like this, would you?"

Annie shouted angrily.

She had prepared this contingency as well.

After all, anything could happen in such a place.

She obviously needed to take protective measures.

"One hundred thousand a day, how about that?"

Yamamoto Ichiro still looked at Annie with a smile.

"I’ll say it again, move aside now!"

Annie remained unmoved.

"You really are excellent, and you fit the image of the Saint we have in mind. I can raise it to two hundred thousand a day!"

Yamamoto Ichiro doubled the offer.

"I already said it’s not about the money, I just want to leave!"

Annie responded coldly.

"Five hundred thousand, as long as you stay, you can get five hundred thousand a day. This is a considerable fortune, just one day can match the income of others for ten years."

Yamamoto Ichiro did not give up.

He continued to raise the price.

"I don’t care about your money!"

Although she hesitated for a moment, Annie still resisted.

After all, Lin Fan was right; preserving one’s life was most important.

She already had the money given by Lin Fan.

Together with the savings she had accumulated over the years, it was enough for her to live an ordinary life.

"One million, this is my final offer. If you still insist on leaving, I won’t force you to stay. But you better think it over. Some people can’t earn this amount of money in their entire lifetime. Don’t choose to give up at the age when you should be earning money. When you reach a dead end one day, you will regret your decision now. After all, the only thing that won’t abandon you is money!"

Yamamoto Ichiro smiled and stepped aside from the exit.

Standing aside, he watched the stunned Annie with a smile.

A million a day.

For 99.9 percent of people around the world, it was an irresistible fortune.

"But I don’t attend to that person... nor do I serve men..."

Ultimately, Annie succumbed.

Such a vast sum of money made her unable to take another step.

At the very least, she could earn more by idly staying for one day than by working outside for a lifetime.

"Of course, unless you are willing, we will absolutely not force you. Every day you just need to continue doing the things you did before, and you don’t need to worry about anything else,"

Yamamoto Ichiro nodded with a smile.

To him, money was already insignificant.

After all, after the Blood Moon had arrived.

It was nothing but a pile of waste paper.

"Fine, but you said it yourself; no going back."

Annie put her handbag back into her wardrobe.

Although she did not understand why he suddenly gave her so much money,

who would refuse more money?

"Of course not, this is today’s pill. Take it and go to sleep. After you wake up, we can have a long chat."

Yamamoto Ichiro handed Annie a pill the size of a nail.

The pill, glossy black, emitted a faint floral scent.

Having become accustomed to these days, Annie eventually picked it up.

She popped it into her mouth and swallowed it.

She then headed toward the corner to the bed designated for resting.

A dizzy, heavy feeling quickly surged through her consciousness.

Next, she fell asleep directly.

Meanwhile, Yamamoto Ichiro sat in front of the bed with a smile.

Watching the sleeping Annie, he then pulled out a writing brush from his bag.

And a fiery red ink pad.

He dipped the brush into the ink, which resembled the color of blood.

Yamamoto Ichiro grasped her arm and quickly began to write.

Soon, Annie’s arms, legs, and forehead

were all marked with various strange patterns using the red ink pad.

The patterns, resembling characters yet not, shimmered with an emerald green light.

Then, they disappeared into her skin.

Annie’s body began to emit a blood-red glow.

With her breathing, the intensity of the light constantly fluctuated.

"Sleep, Saintess. Only by getting better sleep can your body gain more strength. When the day of the Ancestor’s descent comes, you will become the focus of all eyes, letting the Blood Moon descend upon mankind."