Han Bao

Chen Zhao can summon demons and see Death.

“Beelzebub, use your Gluttony ability to treat this patient’s anorexia.”

“Raymond, this old man wants to regain his manly function. You know what I mean.”

“Blackie, tell me honestly, when and how is this person going to die... What? You don’t know? You’re the Grim Reaper!”

“That lady wants bigger breasts, a prettier face, and a slimmer body. Wait... I don’t have any demons with these subordinate abilities yet. Seems like I need to make another trip to Hell.”"


Demons Beside You

"What's wrong?" Chen Zhao frowned at Pierce South. He found this guy strange. He was overly smart.

"You admit that you split his gold between the relatives of the victims?" Pierce grinned at Chen Zhao.

"I don't know what you're saying. If you don't need anything, please leave."

"Don't be so impatient. Listen to me. I'm not here for that. Who you give gold to has nothing to do with me, but I heard that you need money these days. You want to buy Mirror Lake and the land around it, right?"

"Mr. Pierce, you're really informed."

"It's not that big of a secret. Many people know about it. I don't even have to try hard to find out."

"Are you here to flaunt your connections?"

"Of course not. I told you that I want to work with you and find the rest of Trede's wealth."

"You mean that he split his gold in half?"

"Not gold. The other half is the art he collected."

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