The saying goes, since we're here, might as well make the most of it.
Liu Zheng casually donated tens of thousands of dollars, and Panda was also forced to draw a few talismans for house protection, fire prevention, and pestilence reduction.
"Dude, you really only have three days to live, huh?"
On the way back to the new district, Panda asked.
"At least I have three days, not only three days. Who taught you language arts?"
Liu Zheng replied irritably.
"I learned from my master."
"Then your Mixed Pill Sect should start a course on language comprehension."
He said seriously.
"Tch, you're indirectly insulting me, don't think I don't get it."
Panda rolled his eyes.
"First of all, I know you understand. Secondly, I wasn't being indirect."
Liu Zheng said matter-of-factly.
Amidst their bickering, they arrived at their destination.
"Lucky Guy" Lottery Shop.
