I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2254 - 1435: Blame Me?

Luck sis stays perfectly rational and clear-headed, no question about it.

Interfering in the Heavenly Court’s conflicts is just like igniting a lantern in the toilet—virtually no distinction exists.

During magical confrontations, matching power levels evenly is essential; the disparity simply cannot be overly vast.

Charging across realms only happens in fantasy tales.

In those tales, protagonists enjoy complete halo buffs, remaining unscathed no matter their recklessness, but attempt it in real life.

Survival might be debatable, yet your riches, luck, ancestral heritage, or even your whole family could vanish in a flash.

Thus, ordinary folks understand the smart choice.

Achieving immortality lies beyond grasp.

Succeeding in the mortal realm—doesn’t that bring sufficient joy?

To Luck sis, a lowborn from the Lower Realm who rose to immortal status appeared in the bathroom corridor; though quieter here, nearby a couple clung to the wall, murmuring affections, and they weren’t alone.

It poses no issue.

Night spots exist for releasing urges and fiery passions.

As others delve into gender physical distinctions, Boss Jiang handles calls, without mutual disturbance.

Lan Peizhi placed the call.

This prompted him to set aside his wine glass; amid his chaotic thoughts, another caller might have been ignored.

Moreover, Lan Peizhi’s personality means she calls only for cause; her repeated urgent rings stood out as rare.

"What are you doing?"

Connection established, and predictably, that launched the conversation.

After ignored rings piled up, such a question was inevitable.

Jiang Chen grasped her intent immediately, replying straightforwardly: "Too noisy here, didn’t catch it."

Noisy.

Despite dodging the main area, bar clamor seeped through inescapably.

"Where are you?"

Lan Peizhi pressed on, unclear if passionate kisses nearby reached her ears.

"Drinking."

Jiang Chen sat straight and honest, utterly transparent.

A brief silence followed from her end, as if caught off guard.

Yet drinking counts as typical leisure, right?

"Quite the mood."

Her cool tone carried a touch of mockery and implication, Jiang Chen sensed.

Has Kyoto news hit her radar?

That tracks logically.

From her position, feigning ignorance even if aware makes sense—who seeks unnecessary woes?

"Did you find out?"

Jiang Chen probed cautiously.

"Find out what?"

Lan Peizhi shot back; at that, Jiang Chen considered shifting subjects, since burdening others wasn’t his style, particularly this unglamorous affair.

Per Mr. Luo’s renowned wisdom.

Playboy ways are fine.

Philandering is acceptable.

Yet strategy and command of the field are mandatory.

Mr. Luo mastered it truly, flitting through blossoms while juggling five ambiguous flings at his zenith, sans any catfights.

"Did you know Jinhai’s chairman is jealous because of you?"

Her follow-up stunned Jiang Chen into silence.

"You’re really not afraid of being laughed at."

Embarrassment and shame flooded Jiang Chen, leaving him speechless in rebuttal.

Seriously, only Lan Peizhi could roast him so bluntly now, stripping all face, and he lacked retort.

"... I will handle it."

Jiang Chen responded next, tone steady though soft.

"How will you handle it?"

Jiang Chen stayed mute, like guarding a sacred mystery or merely boasting.

Capable of fixing it? Then why the worsening mess?

Why drag in East Sea innocents?

"It’s not like Cao Jinse’s style, what did you do?"

No more badgering.

Ultimately, not piling on misery, but seeking resolution.

"I did nothing."

Jiang Chen shot back swift and firm, clarifying instantly.

"You did nothing, yet she wouldn’t target Jinhai. What exactly did you do?"

This casts doubt squarely.

Victim-blaming notion?

Still, with Heavenly Eye unveiled, guilt belongs to another; his inaction sparked this dire mess precisely.

Had he confronted the "three-day deadline" with vague stall tactics, Cao Jinse’s nature suggests no grudge, but total avoidance crossed her.

Teachers imparted ages ago.

Unable to crack the issue? Scribbling "Solution" still scores.

Under second questioning, Jiang Chen’s lips twitched, error dawning.

After deliberation, truth emerged.

"Tell me, what should I do?"

Having laid out origins and fallout, he tossed it her way.

Others wouldn’t get such candor, but Lan Peizhi differed.

Lan Peizhi never foresaw a Kyoto teacher as the source, falling quiet briefly.

In such light.

Injustice struck someone indeed.

That Mr. Cao truly was the prime "offender."

Evidently.

Jiang Chen’s no slouch; even Lan Peizhi offered no fix.

"I’ll meet with Jin Se tomorrow and have a talk."

Jiang Chen eased off her.

Though Shi Qianxi banned involvement repeatedly, circumstances demanded his entry now.

"Do you think talking will solve the problem?"

"Jin Se isn’t unreasonable."

Optimism flowed instinctively.

"Don’t worry."

Jiang Chen reassured her; whatever odd "interference" drove her this round, good will shone through, plain to see.