"We can't read, so why do we keep this book?"
" Fortunately, you guys are illiterate. If you could read, this cliché story would be able to make you guys eat last night. "
"I wonder which genius wrote it."
"Actually, there's no need to belittle it like this. This book is not without benefits." One of the green-robed men said.
The God of Wealth's expression improved slightly, but it was still frighteningly dark.
He barely managed to stand properly by holding onto the door.
Fortunately, there was still a confidant.
At this moment, he heard the confidant say,"The texture of this book is soft. It's excellent for wiping your butt."
"And there are words printed on it. Who knows, I might be able to go to high school in one fell swoop next year."
" Hahaha! " Everyone burst into laughter. " There are words on his butt. That's a good sign. "
"Sigh, I just hope that our master who wrote the book will write more and print more."
