Xu Nan didn't lie. In truth, there were really people who were interested in the personal information of these ten new warlocks who had entered the dungeon. He probably wanted to get more information about the city of abundance from them.
He didn't expect the information about this instance to be so hot. He was like a storyteller in the men's room, one session after another, and he couldn't stop.
In the end, a Ron Warlock finally found his conscience and posted the strategy Xu Nan had described on the forum. Only then did the 'toilet fever' come to an end.
Xu Nan ran over and signed a silence agreement with those workers. From then on, he would no longer be able to use this for his own benefit. When he thought about it, he felt very regretful. However, this was the rule of Lost Paradise.
"How much did you earn?" Xu Nan asked Mr. Smith.
The cute squirrel had already been submerged in the ocean of eternium coins, unable to extricate itself.
