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

She felt extremely nervous and her heart was pounding intensely.

She knew that everything here turned out accordingly to how master desired.

This was something that had already been proven by the facts.

Han Li could not help but feel nervous and anxious.

The sound of footsteps approached from afar.

Han Li turned her head slightly and looked behind her. The sound of footsteps came from the abyss that was deep and eerily quiet.

Along with the sound of footsteps, there were layers of ripples that undulated in the bookstore.

It was as if they felt her turning her head.

There was an evil eye looking over one after another in the empty abyss which looked like an endless black hole.

Even though Han Li was prepared for this, she was still unable to hold back her trembling and feeling of terror.

Was It A Test or A Test?