Paid To Care, Destined To Conquer Novel

Chapter 408 The next day was the third day of the International Herbal Medicine Conference. VPN78 55 vouchers At the foot of Medicine Mountain, compared to the Tongalian delegation, who looked dead tired after a sleepless night, the Clusian team was all smiles and full of energy. Orlando, who was supposed to wrap up filming, got a taste of the action and shamelessly tagged along once more. The crew set up their equipment. They were all eagerly waiting for Stella to show up. Meanwhile, the Herbal Medicine Guild reps, not wanting to be ignored, started trying to act all cultured.

The old man in white robes fished out a blue cup from his loose sleeve, and someone nearby couldn't help but exclaim. Everyone fell into silence. They flinched at the sudden outburst. "Wait, is that the blue sandstone porcelain cup passed down from your ancestors?" The guy kept going, trying to make sure everyone heard him. He said, "This thing's gotta be worth millions. You just use it for coffee like it's nothing? That's some serious style!" Everyone fell into silence. They all shot the guy a weird look, eyeing the rough, beat-up cup in his hand.

To be honest, it just looked like a junky old cup to everyone. No way it was worth millions. Suddenly, Orlando's eyes instantly lit up. "Ms. Carter!" Orlando jumped to his feet, about to go in for a friendly hug with his lucky star. But before he could get close, the handsome, stone-faced guy next to Stella shot him a frosty glare, 'Wait, how did I end up over here?' Orlando wondered. John scoffed. 'Like I'd ever let you get close to Ms. Carter,' John thought. After being left out for two days, Lucas was clutching the plain plant to his chest, puffed up like an angry little pufferfish.

Meanwhile, his little shark backpack was slung across John's chest. It was stuffed to the brim. The Tongalian Herbal Medicine Guild reps couldn't help but sneer in disdain. 11:14 Thu, Feb 12 d.. Chapter 408 VPN 78 55 vouchers "Ms. Carter, my crew's going to keep following you around with the cameras today. You don't mind, right?" Orlando clasped his hands together with a pleading look. Stella tilted her head, her expression unreadable. "What about Alessio?" Orlando clapped his hands. "Oh! I almost forgot. Alessio can move his hands and feet now!

And you guys are blowing up on YouTube!" 'Surprised? Happy? Pumped?' Orlando thought, literally rubbing his hands together in excitement like a scheming fly. He was literally rubbing his hands together in excitement, like a scheming fly. "Fine," Stella replied, a little awkwardly. 'Seriously? She really is... Orlando thought. 'So chill!' Meanwhile, Lucas plopped down at the stone table, still clutching the plain plant. He struggled to cross his chubby little arms, looking all pouty.

The plain plant, bored stiff after two days stuck in the hotel, started waving its long, skinny leaves, mimicking Lucas and crossing them like it was hugging itself. Everyone stood there, left speechless. Orlando stared at the plain plant and suddenly blurted out, "Fuck!" The shout startled both Lucas and the plant, making them jump. John shot Orlando a reproachful look and reached out to cover Lucas's ears. "Watch your language!" Orlando turned to Stella, eyes wide in disbelief.

"Did that plant just cross its leaves like it's hugging itself?" Stella replied coolly, "You must be seeing things." Orlando said, "Are you kidding me? You can doubt my intelligence, but my eyes don't lie!" Stella replied coolly, "Oh, then your brain's just glitched." Orlando cursed inwardly, 'Damn it!' Meanwhile, John popped open the little shark backpack with a click. The whole scene was so out of place that the Tongalian reps couldn't help but snicker again. "Do they really think this is some kind of picnic?" one of them sneered. But the very next second, their smirks froze on their faces.

John pulled out two rustic celadon cups from the backpack and set them on the table in front of Lucas, one for Lucas and one for the plain plant. He twisted open his big thermos, and the milk came pouring out with a dramatic splash. 11:14 Thu, Feb 12 d Chapter 408 ... Everyone stood there, left speechless. : 'Seriously, how does pouring milk look so intense?' they all thought. VPN 78 55 vouchers But the ones who were truly floored were those two Tongalian guys who'd been showing off earlier.

They thought, 'Wait a sec, aren't those the exact same cups?' Their faces froze as John casually opened the backpack again. Still stone-faced, he pulled out a matching celadon plate, poured out some cream-flavored popcorn, and then, obsessively, lined up the cups and plate in a perfectly straight row. John thought, 'Perfect. Thumbs up!' Suddenly, John froze. Inside the backpack, a scruffy, grimy little Pebble caught his eye. John didn't even blink as he casually flung it out. 'Off you go!' he thought. Pebble tumbled away, grumbling all the while.

Meanwhile, Lucas and the plain plant clinked their cups together with all the ceremony of a royal toast. Lucas gulped down his milk in one go, while the plant just stared at the milk with obvious distaste. Then, with a flick of its leaves, it "accidentally" knocked the cup over. It immediately covered itself with its leaves, as if it were trying to hide. It looked embarrassed and startled, as if the whole thing had really spooked it. Everyone who'd been watching just stared, speechless.

Everyone turned to Stella, necks creaking like a bunch of marionettes with rusty joints, their faces totally blank. "Is my brain glitching again, or what?" Orlando asked, still in disbelief. Stella just casually set the fallen celadon cup upright and called out, "Sebastian." 'That's not cool!' the plain plant thought, absolutely outraged. The next second, a cold hand suddenly reached out, and with a quick yank, the plain plant was pulled straight out of its pot, roots and all, left hanging awkwardly in the air. The plain plant was completely shell-shocked.

Jareth, Halcyon, and Dashiell were just standing there behind them, totally speechless. They all stared at Sebastian's cold, sculpted face, burning with frustration, but nobody dared say a word. 11:14 Thu, Feb 12 d Chapter 408 VPN 78 55 vouchers "What a waste of treasure!" Out of nowhere, two voices blurted out in Tongalian, perfectly echoing the three elders' heartbreak. The three elders were speechless. "That's a blue sandstone porcelain cup!" They chorused in perfect sync again.

"That's Silverthatch!" Stella, sitting beside Lucas, lifted her gaze with an emotionless calm and answered, "It's not." The Tongalian guy suddenly shot to his feet. "This is obviously our Tongalian blue sandstone porcelain! How can you not admit it?" Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the cameraman focusing the lens right on him. 'That's right!' he thought, a rush of excitement surging through him. 'More camera time!' Stella couldn't be bothered to respond. Meanwhile, over in the corner, a scruffy little Pebble was huffing and puffing, working hard to roll itself along.

Suddenly, the Tongalian guy marched over to Stella, all fired up, and his foot smacked into something he hadn't even noticed. Pebble was absolutely furious. "Shameless Clusians! You actually stole our culture!" the Tongalian guy accused loudly. Lucas's face was expressionless, like a little ice statue, and when he opened his mouth, his Tongalian was flawless. He said, "Need me to remind you? In the late tenth century, under our influence, your Tongalia began mass imitation. You're the ones who stole our culture." His voice was cold as ice. Everyone stood there, left speechless.

'Why does this little kid have such an intimidating aura?' everyone wondered. It was just like the man sitting next to Stella, the same kind of pressure. The guy was left completely speechless. Right when he was fuming with rage, a thick cloud of smoky gray miasma came rolling down from Medicine Mountain, spreading out fast like a tidal wave. "Crap! It's miasma!" someone yelled in panic. 11:14 Thu, Feb 12 ẹ Editorial Board Editorial Board Our editorial team works behind the scenes to refine each chapter, maintain consistency, and deliver the best reading experience.