"Could it be him again?" After reading the note, Chi Zaozao expressed her doubt.
The one in the Palace of Country E, wearing a mask, who had held her hostage in a tree.
The one who was shrouded in mystery, yet seemed as enigmatic and alluring as a god.
Who exactly was he? Why had he repeatedly given them things, yet remained elusive like a dragon showing its head but not its tail?
Chi Zaozao and Ye Que exchanged glances, pondering in silence, yet they couldn't recall anyone so mysterious in their lives.
Little Monkey counted the money on the side, "Stop thinking about it, why bother with so many thoughts? As long as he's not a bad guy, that's good enough."
He silently counted the bills in his hands, five hundred, six hundred, seven hundred, eight hundred...
Wow, he had made several thousand in just one day; indeed, he was the smartest, hmm, he would buy some roses to give to Tang Xiaofei later.
