Urban: The Hardcore Beggar

"Boss, I've finally found you! Please come back to the group and take charge!" the president of a multibillion-yuan corporation said to Ye Fan, looking utterly helpless.

"Not going. I'm going begging, damn it! I'm busy." Ye Fan refused outright, picked up his stainless-steel bowl, and lay down by the roadside.

Petty wealth is beneath me. Don't even think of disturbing my Daoist heart.

Today, I'm begging, and nobody can stop me. Not even Jesus.

"Ye Fan, my place will be empty tonight," a certain female demon said.

"Ahem..." Ye Fan glanced at the gawkers eagerly crowding around to give him money, then snatched up his stainless-steel bowl.

"I'm off today. This old monk is going to subdue demons and vanquish evil. I'll be back tomorrow. Everyone, come early."

With that, Ye Fan left, abandoning a crowd of gawkers who stood there, completely dumbfounded.

This is the story of a hardcore beggar…

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.