Nine Lives Fat Cat

With just three sentences, you convinced the Paladin to spend five thousand Gold Coins for you. 
You truly are a master of the Undead who thoroughly understands human nature!
…
"Respected Master Amberser, after our review by the editors at 'Legendary Spells' Publishing, we regret to inform you that your paper 'Research on the Non-Humanoid Form Modification of Undead Creatures' is unsuitable for publication in our monthly magazine. We suggest that you submit your work to a magical academic journal with less stringent review requirements."
A burst of ghostly blue flame erupted from the tips of fingers, reducing the rejection letter.
"Damn it! You bastards are purely discriminating against liches, discriminating against undead magic!!!"
"Drop dead!"

This Lich Requests More Remuneration

Parurier had not finished her sentence when the spear tip stopped at her throat.


The speed was unbelievably fast, as if from the beginning the spear had been aimed right at Her throat.


Parurier, however, ignored the threat of the spear tip and continued to speak, "I knew it, Melina doesn't have such capability... Who are you? The God of the Liches, Vishalon? No, He does not have your presence, and I did not sense you using any Divine Power just now... Something is wrong, you are still mortal, can mortals possess such Power?!"


However, Melina slowly retracted her spear and said calmly, "You underestimate the power of mortals too much."


After saying this, Melina started to clean her spear again as if nothing had happened.


Parurier persisted, "Is it Arthas's arrangement, using someone to pretend to be his daughter as bait? Who is he trying to deceive? Hircine, or those Demons? Tell me, I promise I won't spill it!"


Chapter 627: Who Are You Exactly?_2