Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
In response to Shi Jingzhai's cry, twenty-some people descended from the sky.
Bei Canghan and the others had come.
They were no longer afraid of Shi Jingzhai.
"You guys…" Shi Jingzhai looked blankly at the Basking Moon disciples, his eyes slack. Suddenly, he roared, "Was it you who stole my goods? Was it you?!"
Bei Canghan frowned. "Old Shi, have you gone crazy? If we had the goods, would we have needed to do all this?"
"Then who? Who? Who stole my goods? This was enough goods to load forty wagons and several Mustard Seed Bags! And more than half of it is gone…" Shi Jingzhai bawled. He didn't seem to care what the arrival of the Basking Moon disciples signified, only bemoaning the loss of his fortune. He shouted, "Do you know how much those goods were worth? Twenty million! Twenty million spirit coins!"
Tang Jie softly coughed. "Actually… it was nearly seventy million."
"What did you say?" Shi Jingzhai looked at Tang Jie.
Tang Jie went on, "Although you only sold them for 40 million, you can't make that the value of those goods. In reality, these goods were worth around 110 million. You've lost about 60% of that, so your losses should be 66 million, not 20 million."
Shi Jingzhai trembled, his mouth opening and closing. "Six… sixty-six… million?"
"No, wrong," Tang Jie suddenly said. "It's twenty million."
Shi Jingzhai was confused. Blood trickled from his nose. "Why is it now twenty million?"
"Because you only sold it for forty million," Tang Jie replied.
Shi Jingzhai's body began to shudder even harder. Pointing at Tang Jie, he stammered out, "You… you… Just now, you said… it was worth 66 million. Why… now… why is it… and also, even if we only sold it for forty million, it should be twenty…"
He wasn't able to finish, and he began to count with his fingers.
"Did I?" Tang Jie countered. "I clearly remember saying '110 million'."
"110 million…" Blood began to flow more strongly from his nose. "You… nonsense… clearly… clearly said 'twenty million'…"
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Is this goodbye for Bao'er? And will Xi Canhen survive his injuries?