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

"I don't want to be beaten up by my family..."

Jing Sheng bit his lip as he watched the 'sister of the Wang family' retreated step by step.

Right now, he really wished he could slap himself a few times.

How many times had his family taught him?

Especially in this social gathering, where all the talented people in the world were gathered together.

Among them, there were countless crouching tigers and hidden dragons.

Now, it was all right. His own mouth had caused a great disaster.

A person holding an invitation letter from the royal family...

It meant that in the eyes of the royal family, his status was almost the same as that of a cabinet minister.

"What should I do?" Jing Sheng pondered, "Should I go apologize?"

I Had Endangered National Security?