“Sixty seconds is fifty-eight seconds too long,” Lin Mo said deadpan.
Before the first grain of golden sand could finish falling through the Pavilion’s sixty-second hourglass rune, Lin Mo pressed his black-gold Taichu Benevolence Card flat against the crystal slot of the central master pillar.
“Swipe it under A-Chun’s commission code,” Lin Mo said, his voice ringing clear across the silent rotunda. “And put the permanent title deed to the #1 Prime Minister Manor straight into Lord Wen Zhengming’s name.”
Floor Manager Ma had his mouth wide open, halfway through a mocking laugh.
“Hah! You really think sliding a piece of black metal into our sovereign pillar is going to pull out ten million—”
CLANG—HUMMMMMM!
Manager Ma’s laugh died in his throat as the entire seven-story Imperial Crown Real Estate Pavilion shook from its foundation stones to its vaulted spirit-glass dome!
Instead of the red “insufficient funds” buzzer Manager Ma and Lady Liu had been waiting for, a blinding pillar of green-gold sovereign light erupted from the master settlement array and shot straight up through the center of the rotunda!
