Seeing everyone's reaction, Mo Ruyue leaned closer to Ming Sihan and whispered, "Master, do the people of the Demon Realm often rob these commoners?"
Look at how scared these people are!
"The Demon Realm can't have relied on this to become rich, right?"
Ming Sihan curled his lips in disdain and said,""Just by robbing a group of commoners? Aren't you underestimating the Demon Realm too much?"
"What's the point of robbing these poor people? How much money can they have?"
Obviously, Ming Sihan didn't care about the money of these poor people.
"Then where did our Demon Realm's money come from?"
Mo Ruyue asked curiously. Could it be that Ming Sihan had some business skills?
"Do you remember Divine Wind Restaurant?"
Ming Sihan asked.
"Of course I remember that damned restaurant."
She still felt a little pained when she thought about how she had been cheated of so much money.
