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

Ling Ping'an brought Hu Nuonuo up to the ninth floor and arrived at the door of his room. He swiped the room card and the door opened.

"Miss Hu, the guest room here is simpler..." Ling Ping'an smiled and said, "I hope you don't mind..."

"I don't mind!" Hu Nuonuo was extremely happy!

She had already made up her mind. She would move over tomorrow.

She would move close to the young master...

Even if it was only a matter of time before she could take a look and come into contact with him...

It would be extremely beneficial to her bloodline!

Even if it was just for one night...

Hu Nuonuo knew that it was equivalent to a thousand years of bitter cultivation!

It was simply the path to heaven, the true shortcut to the south!

Ling Ping'an chuckled and walked to the living room, sitting on the chair.

Could Not Be the Asura Arena