Princess Against the World

This name is fake at first glance.

It's to conceal one's identity.

There is absolutely no three hundred taels of silver here!

"What's wrong with the name?" The man's eyes widened with a fierce look: "Is there anything wrong with this name?"

"No, no, of course not..." Ling Luoyu lowered his gaze for a moment, with a flattering smile on his face: "My eldest brother's name is so casual and open-minded, just like you, how could there be anything wrong with it?"

Holding the pen and ink, he walked towards the second person.

"Brother, you are..."

"Accounting!"

He took the pen and ink and was about to write his name when he saw Wang Er's name and narrowed his eyes.

Immediately, he wrote - Zhao San.

Ling Luoyu: "..."

really!

They are all just here to act!

The people in this room are all horny!

With the lessons learned from these two people, the people behind seemed to write their names in turn tacitly.

Following Ling Luoyu's instructions, Feng Chenglin sent the rice dishes to Baohe Temple and helped for a while before returning.

As soon as he came back, he saw Ling Luoyu lying on the counter counting money.

"Third Young Master..."

His eyes suddenly lit up and he ran over.

"How was it? How much did you earn?"

"Isn't this counting?" Ling Luoyu pursed her lips and pointed to the account book on one side: "Now, just these few people, wait a moment, remember, and see if they go to Treasure Box Temple..."

Only then did Feng Chenglin notice that the store was empty: "Where are they?"

"What do you think?" A wicked smile appeared on Ling Luoyu's lips: "Where do you think they should go first now?"

Feng Chenglin suddenly realized that he came closer and lowered his voice: "Zhao family... old ancestral hall?!"

"It's such an obvious place. If it were me, I would go there immediately... But whether they can get in depends on their fate and luck!"

"We'll probably know after a while..." Feng Chenglin chuckled and opened the account book to take a look.

The smile slowly froze, and his eyes blinked.

After a while: "Third Young Master?"

"Um?"

"...them, this name...Wang Er, Zhao San, Song Si, Zhang Wu, Yang Liu, Chen Qi...are they forming a team, or are you here...to tease me?"

Ling Luoyu's eyes flickered: "What do you think?"

"These people are... really interesting. Are they hiding their real names so that no one else knows?"

"At least, we both don't know!"

"...But they..." Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes slightly and thought of something: "Third Young Master, do you think these people... know each other?"

Ling Luo's eyelashes sank slightly, and he raised a flash of surprise: "Each of them has a huge aura hidden in their body. Although it can be suppressed, the aura is amazing... People who can cultivate this kind of aura are among themselves. , how come you don’t know me?”

"...Then, these people are really interesting!" Feng Chenglin immediately threw away the account book and sneered: "Since we all know each other, why are we using fake names? What's the difference between this and deceiving ourselves?"

"They know each other, but you don't!"

"……ah?"

"Even if someone among them gets the Wrath of Thunder at this time, only a few of them know about it... Of course, as the number of people increases, more and more people will know about it, but Well...at present, only a few of them know that once the Wrath of Thunder gets into the hands of someone, only a few others can snatch it from them..."