Seeing Xiao Ya with her hackles raised, Xiao Wen instantly cowered.
A dark shadow flashed through the air—it was a slap hurtling toward him.
Xiao Wen hurriedly dodged and explained, "No... no, sis, listen to me. I really didn't stash this money away. I just earned it."
"Really, I just earned it. If you don't believe me, I can show you the screenshots."
At those words, Xiao Ya immediately deflated. She stared wide-eyed at Xiao Wen and asked quietly, "Really?"
"Of course it's real. More real than solid gold." Xiao Wen nodded repeatedly.
Only after a lengthy explanation did Xiao Ya finally let him off.
As for the amount of money, she did not press him on it. She merely gave Xiao Wen a meaningful look before deciding to spare him.
At the same time, a burnt aroma wafted from the kitchen. Xiao Ya's pretty face darkened as she hurriedly ran inside.
She had forgotten to turn off the gas stove when she rushed out to teach Xiao Wen a lesson.
Later that evening, after finishing dinner, Xiao Wen still felt lingering fear as he glanced at his sister. Only when he saw that she was no longer bringing up the matter of hidden money did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Although the money he had gotten from the Second Emperor was substantial, it was only a drop in the bucket compared to the wealth of an Emperor-tier powerhouse.
Take the Flame Emperor's Flame Dragon Guild, for example. Simply because they had not remained anonymous when killing a level 15 Emperor-tier BOSS, the Flame Dragon Guild's reputation had been pushed to unprecedented heights. The guild's stock soared as well, and within just a few minutes, several million had poured in.
In a villa district somewhere on the