"Knowing too much will only harm yourself!"
Wang Ran said irritably.
He let go of the God of Wealth's collar, and the frustration in his chest dissolved with the action.
He was just puzzled by the God of Wealth's frantic efforts to take a blade for him; he didn't actually dislike the God of Wealth. After all, who would dislike someone willing to take a blade for them and not even care about their own life?
"Ah?"
The God of Wealth was utterly baffled.
He hadn't done anything when suddenly Wang Ran grabbed his collar and berated him wildly. If it weren't for the fact that Wang Ran was his life-saving benefactor, and looked exactly like him from appearance to spirit, he would have definitely fought back fiercely.
Joking aside, he was the God of Wealth!
He was worshipped wherever he went, when had he ever suffered such an indignity?
Wang Ran let out a long sigh.
