Subsequently, Zi Di explained the situation to Fat Tongue.
Fat Tongue: "Oh, I see."
He felt a great sense of satisfaction: "This kind of betrayal by Jiu Jin is truly infuriating. Our guild sponsored him and helped him become an elder in the Alchemy Guild. But in the end, he's the first to stab us in the back, swallowing most of our assets."
Zi Di smiled, her eyes revealing a cold glint: "It's understandable. After all, there is no emotional foundation between him and the Purple Vine Chamber of Commerce, only collaboration and exploitation."
Fat Tongue sighed: "The guild's arrangements on Ice Sculpture Island were too hasty. They even distributed Level 0 permissions to attract partners."
"This is not the style of the old Chairman. He was forced to do it; the situation back then was becoming more urgent, compelling him to expedite the layout."
"I didn't expect that he would place the Purple Vine Secret Stash within the Ten-thousand-year-old Ice Lake."
