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 waved goodbye to his aunt.

Then, he turned around and saw Hu Nuonuo's small face with an intimate smile.

Ling Ping'an was a little scared by the look.

He couldn't help moving his eyes and then he remembered something, "Miss Hu, haven't you already signed up?"

"Quickly go and find the people in the management office!"

Hu Nuonuo laughed, "It's okay... I've made an agreement with them..."

"You can go there anytime, anywhere!"

This was her privilege, the privilege of a medical practitioner!

"Young master, can I go to your room and have a seat?" Hu Nuonuo subconsciously rolled up her bangs and there was a flirtatious look on her face.

This was the characteristic of the nine-tailed fox's bloodline and it was an unavoidable instinctive reaction.

If it was an ordinary person, they would probably be charmed just by seeing this expression from afar.

a Missed Opportunity