Auction house?
Gong Chenli's clothes?
Isn't that a bit much?
Gu Tong's lips twitched twice.
Xia Xi continued, "Back then, I hadn't fallen for the Demon King yet, we were still in a cold war, causing a ruckus! At that time, the only thought in my mind was to buy it back and stomp on it, and there was even a hair of the Demon King's on it, so I could make a voodoo doll!"
'Rip--'
Gu Tong pulled back the leather jacket and handed it to Xia Xi, with a look in her eyes saying 'please, begin your performance'.
"..." Xia Xi was about to spit blood and hurriedly added, "That, that was before... Later, I realized it was meaningless to buy it back because the Demon King said I should cherish the clothes like I cherish him, take good care of them, and carry them every day! I was practically compelled to enshrine the clothes and burn incense every day!!!"
Gu Tong: "..." Going out, don't say you know her, she doesn't recognize this wimp...
