When they met for the first time, Duan Lan looked at Xu Wenchu in school uniform with amusement: "Hey, kid, you look pretty fair, don't you?"
Xu Wenchu sneered and hid his blood-stained hands without even looking at him - as a ghost temple god, he had lived for almost a hundred years, and this was the first time he was called a child.
However, Duan Lan was unwilling to give in: "Hey, I think you seem to like eating very much, not as good as us..."
Xu Wenchu looked coldly: "Get lost"
As soon as Xu Wenchu finished speaking, Ah Li, the little follower next to Xu Wenchu, shivered. You must know that their temple god is the most upright, cold and talkative person. If this continues, he can guarantee that either this person will die or he will die.
However, Duan Lan didn't seem to be afraid of death. He took a step forward and said, "How about... I'll pay for it and ask you to go out to dinner with me?"
Xu Wenchu glanced at him: "How much?"
Duan Lan: "Two hundred and five, this is all I have..."
Xu Wenchu kept up with Duan Lan without looking back: "Remember to give money."
Little follower:? ? ?
…………You promised to be upright but cold and talkative? Why is the two hundred and fifty gone?
Intention: Looking for something in the world
