He suspected that he might not have looked at the almanac when he stepped out the door today. Otherwise, how could he have encountered this hoodoo?
Qiao Mu dragged up that blubbering middle-aged man and said coldly, "I saw that you looked like the manager. It is not a matter of one or two days to get people to gather and gamble. You must have earned quite a lot."
She felt more convinced the more she analyzed. Therefore, she nodded her petite head before stating apathetically, "Take out everything from your inner world. Otherwise, die."
The middle-aged man felt that this miss in front of him wasn't joking when she said the word "die."
That chilly and incisive gaze, paired with her stoic expression, truly made people's hearts tremble terribly.
"Mi-Miss, everything I-I own, truly is not worth more than thirty thousand spirit currency!" That middle-aged man cried pitifully, "I swear, I absolutely am not lying to Miss."
