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    Luo Chen was incredibly surprised.

    The grand scale of the initial opening of the Debate Platform, the massive investment by the Jade Tripod Sword Sect, was readily apparent.

    Now, it’s closed just like that. What’s the meaning of this?

    Is it really worth all this trouble just to give an explanation to the Ai Lao Mountain?

    Could there be some inside information he doesn’t know about?

    Luo Chen couldn’t figure it out.

    The gap in cultivation level, the lack of connections, and his limited knowledge all restricted his ability to use his clever mind to guess the truth.

    He only knew that the closure of the Debate Platform would have an incredibly huge impact.

    Not to mention other things, just his two small shops, basically served the thousands of daily viewers of the Debate Platform.

    Now that the Debate Platform is closed, which cultivator would go to Luofeng Mountain for no reason?

    The White Stone Square commercial area near the Luofeng Mountain gate is likely to decline rapidly.

    Seeing Feng Xia’s worried look, Luo Chen knew what she was worried about.

    He could only comfort her, “The rent has been paid for a year, and we still need to continue operating as usual. Besides, we should have cultivated some wealthy repeat customers these past few months, ensuring a basic level of income should still be feasible.”

    Feasible it may be, but it’s unlikely to earn much spiritual stones.

    To this, Feng Xia was helpless.

    Luo Chen also felt that a single word from a high-level cultivator could bring about a huge life-altering change for low-level cultivators.

    Originally, Feng Xia, Xiao Yue, and other independent cultivators in White Stone Square could all earn a lot of spiritual stones thanks to the Debate Platform. They lived quite comfortably.

    But now, they’re likely to return to their original state in a single day.

    Moreover, the impact may not be limited to this.

    Luo Chen’s gaze fell on Duan Feng, who was silent in the corner.

    “Xiao Duan, what are you planning to do in the future?”

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