Pulling Demon Fur

Initially, Feng Xia was just trying his luck. After all, this reason sounded a little ridiculous. If it really did not work, he would naturally change it to another request.

If you return after you borrow, it would not be difficult to borrow again—what rubbish!

In this day and age, the one who borrowed money was the boss, alright?

In the end, who would have thought that in the alternate world, even the demon king turned out to be quite simple and honest. In just a few words, he had already fulfilled what Feng Xia required.

They gave Feng Xia what he could think of.

They even gave Feng Xia what he did not manage to think of.

Facing such a wonderful thing, Feng Xia only had three words for them… Give me more!

Swish! Swish! Swish!