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 listened to the girl in front of him humming.

What kind of godly singing skill was that?

He blinked his eyes, feeling that this girl's singing skill was very good.

She could go out and make a record!

The music industry of the Empire needed her!

Oh, how badly had the music industry been ruined?

It was simply unbearable to look at!

It was not until the other party finished singing that Ling Ping'an clapped his hands.

"You sang really well!" he said from the bottom of his heart.

"I know someone who can sing very well!" he thought of the Soul Tavern on the peak of the mountain in his hometown's Park.

The Lady Boss of the tavern was also a very good singer, but what he didn't know was that he thought his words were very sincere.

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