He patted his thigh casually and then realized that his palm had suddenly stiffened.
'Is it not?'
Brothers!
Could it be that last night, he really saw Eighteenth Sister with her half-drawn body and rotten flesh?
At this moment, Holy Son Miyan was already neatly dressed and standing at the front of the team, waiting for everyone to properly organize themselves and return to the team.
"Thank you for 7,930,000 Spirit Coins! I'll deduct the change for you. 790,000!"
Upon hearing the voice, Holy Son Miyan's face twitched at first. Then, she looked down and saw the little stoic holding up a bill in her hand and looking up at her.
Holy Son apathetically bent down and reached out to take the bill. With a swish, the bill floated all the way to the ground in a voluminous manner…
Holy Son Miyan was speechless.
Everyone: …
