"If all the rich people in this world die..." In the dark alley, a deep voice seemed to be saying to himself, "I will be the strongest."
The Jade Emperor looked at the video displayed on the iPad in his hand, then at the young man kneeling on the ground with his head lowered, and said in a deep voice: "God of poverty, what else do you have to say?"
"Brother Jade!" The God of Poverty raised his head, with tears of grievance shining in his eyes, and said firmly and sadly: "This is a frame-up!"
"Who is your Brother Jade?!" Veins popped up on the Jade Emperor's forehead. He never expected that with all the witnesses and material evidence, this poor god could still cry out for injustice so shamelessly, "You have evil intentions, and you should be punished."
"Somebody come!"
In the splendid hall, two heavenly soldiers came on the clouds holding long halberds. One of them lifted up the young man who was good at crying and singing, and pushed him into the Tianchi without mercy.
When the God of Poverty fell into the Tianchi, he only heard the voice of the Jade Emperor from a distance, "Go down to earth and practice hard."
"I bought a watch last year!!"