"Who... who are you? Are you here to catch me too?" The little boy's timid gaze still held a strong sense of vigilance.
"What the heck, is my popularity that low among these little brats?" Fang Jueyu had originally thought his dazzling entrance would be met with admiration from the child; it seemed he had overestimated.
"World's richest man, Fang Jueyu, haven't you heard of me?" Fang Jueyu stared at the child, his eyes as wide as a copper bell.
"Heard of you, but I thought you were an old man."
"Uh... has your village just got internet recently?" Fang Jueyu actually felt a deep sense of defeat coming from this kid. "Never mind, looks like you're in some trouble. Let me help you sort it out first, and we can chat later."
Upon hearing this, the boy's previously dim eyes suddenly sparkled with life. He had thought for certain that this group would catch him and he would have to face that woman who seemed like a demon.
