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 looked at the elf in front of him.

Her body already reflected characteristics of the Children of the Sun.

Her long golden hair was draped behind her back.

Under her fair skin, there were fine golden patterns.

It seemed that her progress was not bad.

Ling Ping'an nodded with some gratification. "Customer, you have to quickly redeem the longbow that you mortgaged at my place!"

In the past, he was muddle-headed.

Even now, he still couldn't fully understand.

But he still knew that he wasn't 'human'.

For a monster like him, the best way was for the others to not develop any transcendent relationship with him.

And especially not to owe him anything.

He could still think rationally now...

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