Blind Leek

As the owner of an ordinary bookstore, Ling PingAn’s biggest wish was to muddle through life and do absolutely nothing. 
 
However, customers that were right in the middle of their pubescent crisis kept visiting his store in the dead of night.
 
For the sake of his business, Ling PingAn had to mimic their childish tones, sparing no effort to promote the books in his store.
 
When he finally managed to sell his books after going through a great verbal tug-o-war, each and every one of them said that they don’t have money, and that they wish to use various tools that were seemingly divine artifacts as pledge.
 
Looking at these customers, Ling PingAn could only agree to them resignedly.
 
But little did he know that every single book that these customers purchased from him had altered in appearance.
 
“Secrets of Cosplay” became “Lower Abyss Research Report”
 
“Stellaris: Settings for Synth Ascension” was in fact “Gospel for Synthetic Beings”
 
What’s more, in the eyes of these customers, he was actually a horrifying ruler of Diablos, an indefinable entity that held the reins of all realms.
 
In this regard, Ling PingAn said, “I’m not, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense.
 

I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Standing in front of the glass window.

Young Master Ao saw everything below.

That was a remarkably high compliment.

That moment, he saw the young man, the owner of the spiritual cat, turned around and left.

Ma Baobao's men stepped forward at the same time, trying to snatch the spiritual cat.

The spiritual cat jumped up and landed on his master's shoulder.

The young man turned around and looked at the bodyguards boldly with a smile on his face at the same time.

"Nice treasure!" Young Master Ao ignored everything. His eyes were on the spiritual cat's vigorous body.

He knew that His Majesty would like such a spiritual cat!

"It's a waste of such a spiritual object to be placed in the hands of a mortal!"

The Farce Caused by a Cat (2)