I can't breathe anymore.
"Five million? I managed to get one million, and that already took me so long. By the time I gather five million, it could be ages away. That's just a number I can't even imagine!"
"Unless I flip the Celestial Craft Workshop over, otherwise by the time I collect five million, I'd probably be off on a pilgrimage!"
Wang Haoran: "???"
That's too harsh!
They say back in the day, Sun the Monkey was pitifully trapped under the Five Finger Mountain. Now they want him to gather money while we get trapped under it ourselves?
This is five million; is that even humanly possible?!
All previous abilities combined aren't even half of this amount! Do they really think money isn't money?!
If you value Tang Monk's flesh at the price of gold, it's still not enough; it's already savage... No, it's an unimaginable number!
