Multi-Millionaire!

Dang!

The receptionist felt his knees growing weak and his face becoming pale. He was breathing irregularly.

He thought, "You must be kidding. I really don't have the killing intent. Why would I want to kill you?"

"There are 400,000 spirit crystals here!"

"Four hundred thousand spirit crystals!"

"Well, it seems that I have a good reason to kill him!"

He hastily said, "I'll get another receptionist for you right away!"

The receptionist was convinced he had the killing intent. As such, he couldn't sit still any longer. He suddenly got up to leave.

Ta!

Xu Xiaoshou put one of his hands on his shoulder, yet the receptionist was determined to leave. He bent down in an attempt to slip away.

The young man behind him pulled and brought back the receptionist because he failed to twist away from the young man's grip.

The receptionist was in shock.

He thought, "What is happening?"