Chapter 33: Seizing Opportunities

Chapter 33: Seizing Opportunities

A Thank-you?

What kind of thank-you was she talking about? When it came to this, Hua Mi was visibly excited.

The Jade Court sounded like an elegant and upscale place, probably the homeland of the mainstream Elves before them. A highly civilized and powerful race like them wouldn't offer a meager thank-you gift. Even without the reward, establishing friendly relations with the Elven faction was a great opportunity. Who knows, this could be the first step to opening up a new market for interdimensional honey.

"Calm down, don't let your greed cloud your judgment. Always consider the hidden dangers behind the benefits."

The only problem now was...

Gift or friendship, these were all secondary concerns. What he had to think about was the real and present issues.

Even if he didn't care for himself, he had to consider the Feathered Blossoms here. They couldn't withstand another battle.

In just a few seconds, Hua Mi figured out the intricacies of the situation. He pretended to scrutinize the image carefully, shook his head, and said, "I've been fishing here all this time, and I haven't seen this person."This chapter's initial release occurred on the n0vell--Bjjn site.

The Elf glanced at the bucket filled with fat fish, now lifeless. She seemed to believe his words. She put away the wanted poster but didn't leave immediately.

She faced the lake, gazing expressionlessly into the distance. The seven tiny Pseudo-Flower Spirits had stopped their singing and dancing but remained in the distance, not approaching. While the Pseudo-Flower Spirits were a friendly and kind race, they were cautious when it came to interacting with strangers. They often observed from the shadows and occasionally set up pranks to see how their targets reacted. Only when the target had passed their tests would they approach.

While Hua Mi appeared calm as he looked out at the lake, his heart was pounding. What if she discovered the wanted fugitive hidden in the water? Would she consider him an accomplice? The consequences might be worse than if he had just told her the truth. He had no desire to get involved in the enmity between these two races.

"Seize opportunities and make profits." Hua Mi held his fishing rod steady, even though his mind was racing.

"Do you live in the Black Forest?" the Elf suddenly turned to him and asked.

"Then, farewell," Sindra said and left the lakeside without looking back.

This person, not even asking what honey is. She was prepared with a whole marketing spiel. What a waste of effort.

After Sindra left, Hua Mi continued to sit calmly on his stool, fishing. The lake remained tranquil, with no signs of disturbance. The seven Pseudo-Flower Spirits flew over to him.

"Why didn't she come out?" one of them asked.

"Could she have drowned in there?" another wondered.

"That would be so sad," a third one chimed in.

Hua Mi didn't think she would drown so easily. She wouldn't suffocate herself, would she? If she couldn't hold her breath any longer, she would likely come out and confront the pale-skinned Elf, maybe even escape. The red-skinned Elf was probably just waiting in the water to avoid falling for Sindra's deceit and wanted to stay underwater a little longer to be cautious.

She didn't come out, and Hua Mi didn't make a move, continuing to fish without a fuss. Several more minutes passed, and ripples finally appeared on the lake's surface. With a gurgling sound, a round water sphere emerged, and then, with a splash, a transparent humanoid figure made entirely of water broke the surface. Riding the current, she slowly made her way to the shore, using both her hands and feet to crawl up. A layer of water receded, revealing the fiery red skin underneath. She was soaked and looked even more disheveled than before. Her once neatly combed-back black hair was now a mess, hanging down like a water spirit's.

She suddenly looked up, her yellow vertical pupils piercing through her wet hair, staring intensely at Hua Mi. In that instant, he felt as if he was staring into the eyes of a top predator. His heart tightened, and he immediately sent his two combat bees to protect him. To be honest, he didn't expect her to offer any rewards at this point; she had clearly seen better days. But if she wanted to seek revenge, he wouldn't just sit idly by.

Thankfully, the red-skinned Elf showed no intention of attacking him. After giving him a brief glance, she rolled over and lay on the ground, gasping for breath.

After resting on the ground for a while, the red-skinned Elf spoke, though not in a language Hua Mi could understand. She spoke in a series of strange, guttural sounds with many rolling and trilling sounds, a language he couldn't comprehend.

Language barriers were where the Pseudo-Flower Spirits came in handy. Telepathy was a natural ability of their kind, something they were born with, requiring no materials or rituals, and no need for learning after birth. This made them excellent translators.

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