I'm Really Not the Demon God's Lackey Chapter 323: A Fierce Scheme

Everyone knew how classy an A16 Manor banquet held by Ji Bonong could be. Those that could gain an invite were definitely not nobodies.

These banquets were regarded as the gateway to enter Norzin’s top circles and a path to a higher status. Rumor had it that many had risen through the ranks after attending such banquets. Thus, it was only naturally for anyone capable of being invited to feel proud.

In other words, the most important aspect of this banquet was the networking between guests. So why would this person be so vague about his own identity?

This was the reason Fitch was convinced the man standing before him was a fraud.

Of course, that was only one of the major reasons. Beyond that, there were still many others.

It was unlikely that this guy might be a big shot that was trying to keep his identity a secret. As if just saying some vague words and having an invitation made one a big shot.

And the most concrete proof, according to Fitch, was the suit his counterpart wore.

The self-proclaimed ordinary bookstore owner in front of him was wearing a formal suit that had already become outdated last year. The cost of this suit was five hundred dollars, and that had been the price from two years ago. Assuming that this was newly bought, it probably had a price reduction of at least 30%.

And why would a drifter like Fitch know all of this so well?

It was because he had performed in the aisles of malls for years when he drifted about in the past. Every time the few spectators dispersed and he put away the violin case which had garnered coins and some small bills, Fitch would always stop at the windows of clothing stores and look on enviously.

He would judge the strengths and weaknesses of those clothes, imagine how he would look if he put them on, and how gazes of others would change if they saw him in these clothes…

But eventually, upon seeing the price tag and the thought of the money he had in his pockets, Fitch would end up leaving dejectedly.

Fitch wandered through the years, day after day, gradually

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