"Quite a spectacle, right?" Gu Wenxing, standing next to him, also paused and gazed at the crates of raw money, murmuring softly.
"Indeed, I've never seen such a scene before." Wang Zijia nodded and, looking at the square, he joked: "I'm almost tempted to rob the place."
Gu Wenxing shot Wang Zijia a look. Even though he knew it was a joke, he reminded him, "In every Jade Talisman Tower, there is at least one Perfected one presiding over it, starting from the chief elder, and not just one."
"Haha, Senior Brother Gu, you're taking it too seriously. If I had the ability to rob the Jade Talisman Tower, I'd do something much more profitable than stealing raw money!" Wang Zijia responded with hearty laughter.
Joking aside, even robbers in his previous life knew it was better to rob a bank than to hit a mint, let alone now in this kind of world where strength dictates power.
