"Ha, I knew there must be a reason why this tough-headed guy appeared, there must be a reason!"

Second Master Zhao looked at the Warlock Master excitedly and aggressively.

"There must be a secret!"

"Bah~" the warlock uncle spat out a disdainful syllable from his virtual nasal cavity, "Don't look at me like that. The last guy who dared to look at me like that was the guy who won the lottery and went on stage to receive the prize. I was so proud of myself, but I...

I can only eat the buns I picked up in the audience."

Lin Chou would not believe the warlock's lies.

"Tell me, what happened to that guy?"

"It's nothing," the warlock said, "I just looked at him a few times~"

"Then what?"

"I heard that guy won a total of 5 million circulation points in the lottery. He was lucky like shit. No wonder he dared to look at me like that when he was on stage."

"Well, then."

"Including the head tax and single tax, I paid a total of 7.2 million, so I had to sell my house in the upper city and go to the lower city to herd sheep on a breeding farm to pay off my debt."
Chapter completed!