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

When Ling Ping'an heard that the other party had already seen the surveillance footage, he immediately revealed a relieved smile.

Finally, he could prove himself innocent!

However, he recalled those idiots who looked at him with extreme fear at the beginning and then spouted some nonsense.

Therefore, he asked, "Miss Police Officer..."

Ning Qinghong raised her eyes and looked at the mysterious young master Ling in front of her.

As she swallowed her saliva, she recalled the night at the cross slope.

In front of everyone, he had turned the chief deacon of the Yan Sheng sect into a person of the transcendent being.

He had used an unimaginable form of torture to torture the other party for eternity.

Now, he was using the same trick again.

A Confusion