Old Man Song spoke halfway and then paused, teasingly looking at Qin Ruan.
The latter crossed her arms and very graciously responded, "I'd like to hear more details."
Old Man Song chuckled and said, "Actually, this order was provided by a friend of mine from outside our circle. The deposit was so large it has become well-known. I consulted a few other old friends from within our world, and only after confirming that the business is very reliable did I think of asking if Daoist Qin would like to take action."
Qin Ruan's lips curled up into a slightly wicked smile, her narrow fox-like eyes twinkling like stars, subtly tinged with a faint and aloof chill.
She leaned back languidly in the old chair, her entire demeanor relaxed and casual, "If you ask me, I say don't touch this deal. Whoever does will be cursed with bad luck."
Old Man Song looked slightly startled, his face filled with confusion, "What do you mean by that?"