Chapter 114: Midnight Supper

I immediately opened the trade request, placed the guild creation certificate and the Ice and Snow Staff into the item slot, then clicked the trade button.

Xue Han blinked her beautiful eyes, not rushing to accept the trade but instead asked in surprise, "What do you mean? I only want the staff."

"But this guild creation certificate was obtained together, so you deserve a share too!"

"Keep it with you. How you handle it is up to you, just make sure to give me half of the money once you get it."

I nodded and said, "Alright, don’t worry, I won’t cheat you!"

Xue Han smiled gently, "Okay, should we log off now? It’s almost three o’clock, who knows how late we’ll sleep tomorrow..."

"Alright, let’s head back! Eight yuan for a bowl of rice with toppings!"

...

After dressing, I knocked on Xue Han’s door. After a while, she opened it wearing a black down jacket. I couldn’t help but exclaim, "Xue Han, you took so long just to put on a stealth outfit?"

She blushed slightly and replied in a teasing tone, "It’s not a stealth outfit. Didn’t I say we’re going out for a late-night snack? Wearing black clothes doesn’t get dirty easily."

I smiled and followed her out.

The biting cold wind blew outside, but by the street, a large night market stall was still serving late-shift workers who came here to eat, drink, and warm up. The night market was a mixed crowd—some students playing games, some hooligans fresh from a fight, all coming to eat.

Clearly, we were lucky today; there were only a few students inside the stall.

“What would you two like?” The owner spoke to us but kept his gaze fixed on Xue Han.

The students nearby also looked over, unsurprisingly staring at the beautiful girl beside me as if about to drool. No wonder Xue Han rarely went out; today I finally realized her charm rivaled that of Murong Shanshan herself.

"Boss, two servings of braised beef rice, and add more beef—don’t be so stingy."

The owner sighed, annoyed, "How about I add a whole pound of beef for you?"

"Sounds good. Also, one bowl of duck offal soup and a small plate of chicken, please."

Xue Han tugged at my sleeve softly, "Weren’t we just going to have two eight-yuan rice bowls? This is already too much..."

“No problem, I’ll treat you. This is nothing,” I chuckled, then lowered my voice, "That guild creation certificate we spent an hour farming earlier could easily sell for over two million RMB. Even if we split it evenly, each of us gets close to a million. What’s a few dozen yuan compared to that?"

Xue Han’s mouth dropped open in surprise, "That one piece of paper can be worth that much?"

“More than that, actually. And the purple shield we got? If my estimate isn’t off, it could fetch at least a few hundred thousand!”

Xue Han giggled, "I already took the staff, so the shield is all yours. If I tried to snatch it from you again, Sister Xinyu would say I’m being unfair."

“She? If she knew we were eating out together, she might say you’re unfair!”

Xue Han smiled silently, no longer speaking. The three students nearby, seeing the pretty girl sitting with her back to them, felt embarrassed to continue staring and began discussing their own topics:

A rather sleazy boy asked, “Hey Monkey, didn’t you go with Murong Shanshan to fight for the guild creation token? How did it go? That official level 60 boss wasn’t bad, right?”

A lean student replied, “Don’t even mention it. Over 200 of us went, and though we took down that two-headed ogre boss, we suffered heavy losses—almost everyone dropped three levels! That damn boss’s area magic was brutal; our poorly equipped mages and priests were wiped out like leaves in a storm. It was a complete apocalypse.”

“What about Murong Shanshan? She’s already level 38. Did she die?”

“Honestly, Murong Shanshan is amazing. All the melee classes who charged in front with her ended up down, but she only lost less than a third of her health. When the boss finally died, she was the only one standing. The last few dozen priests were buffing her. It was insane—Murong Shanshan soloing a level 60 golden boss is just ridiculous!” The lean guy wiped his mouth and took another sip of baijiu.

The sleazy boy, growing impatient, tapped his chopsticks on the plate, "Enough with the chatter. Did you get the guild creation token or not?"

“Nope, only two purple-grade items dropped: a warrior’s helmet and a rogue’s dagger. The helmet went to Murong Shanshan, but the dagger was stolen by that rogue ‘Heaven Thief’ next to her. Damn, who knows what his relationship with her is. That dagger’s stats are insane—max attack 300 plus a 15% critical hit rate boost! Crazy, right?”

The sleazy boy sneered, “I don’t get it. You guys died so many times and got so little, and people just accepted it?”

The lean guy chuckled, “To be honest, most of those hundreds are Murong Shanshan’s admirers. She’s the main force in boss fights, so it makes sense she got the warrior helmet. But that ‘Heaven Thief’ snagging the purple dagger is annoying. He’s nobody special, just filthy rich, always clinging to Murong Shanshan. Some classmates want to take him down!”

“Still, he’s living well. Didn’t rumors say Murong Shanshan had some shady relationship with the top expert from the Qingcai clan? How did this ‘Heaven Thief’ get involved?”

“Don’t know much about that. I only joined Murong Shanshan’s group recently, so I haven’t heard much about her and Qingcai Baiyu Tang. But I do know about her and the ‘Heaven Thief’—just yesterday, before the morning English exam, Murong Shanshan actually kicked him out of the classroom. I’ve seen plenty of guys chasing the school beauty, but I’ve never seen one so shameless.”

Hearing this, Xue Han finally shot me a sharp glance, then told the owner, “Why isn’t our food ready yet? We want to eat and then go rest!”

“Phew!” The owner poured the stir-fried dishes onto plates and turned around, “Almost done, almost done!”

I smiled and asked, “Is Xue Han mad?”

“Mad at you? Not quite...” Xue Han gave me a disdainful look, but the faint smile at the corner of her mouth betrayed her.