"This is the gambling ticket you entrusted to me, I cannot pass it on to others."
Luojia gazed at An Su with a slightly crazed smile that did not match her usual demeanor; she laughed like that and said, "I told you once, I am a bad kid who likes gambling hopelessly, so even if the stock I bought sinks, I will not sell it to anyone else."
As Luojia finished speaking, the air in this world seemed to freeze.
Visibly, the manager's previously servile smirk on his face solidified, and even An Su showed a look of surprise; he had not expected Luojia to act this way at all.
The Little Saintess always goes beyond what's expected of her from her upbringing.
After some thought, An Su concluded that it was only natural, given that the price of eight gold mines was much higher than that of fifty cake shops; with money, one could buy anything.