"Junior Brother, quick, pinch me. Am I dreaming?"
Cui Zheng, his face flushed with excitement, nudged Kumu beside him and said.
Kumu grunted in acknowledgment and gave Cui Zheng's arm a sharp twist!
"Holy shit…"
Cui Zheng yelped in pain and jumped up. Clutching his purpling arm, he exclaimed excitedly, "It's not a dream! Hahaha, it's actually real! My god, a trillion taels of gold! Is making money really this easy?"
"Easy? You think just anyone can pull off a hundred-game winning streak like Master?" Kumu rolled his eyes.
Xiao Qingyi wore a serene smile, not looking overly excited.
Her temperament was calm, and she had little concept of money.
The Black Emperor and Little White exchanged a look. The Black Emperor, perched on Jiang Chen's shoulder, said, "Jiang Chen, give me ten or twenty billion in gold to spend!"
"Uh… what do you need so much money for?" Jiang Chen asked the Black Emperor, confused.
