Wang Fugui's mistaken understanding of Chen Yi's strength also stemmed from his mistaken understanding of his cheap boss's strength.
Abudu Gavin had lied to Wang Fugui, telling him that he could hold at most three Gold Coins.
In reality, there was no upper limit. The only restriction was the amount of wealth he possessed.
That tiny difference carried an entirely different meaning.
Wang Fugui Level: LV74 Health: 1230552 Mana: ??? True Armor: ??? True Constitution: ??? True Strength: ??? True Intelligence: 111 True Agility: ??? True Spirit: ??? ???, ???, ???
This was the information Chen Yi had obtained when his detection equipment's durability dropped by a chunk. That slap had made the other party cough up blood, but it had dealt at most around 260,000 damage.
For any Rank 7, that did not even count as a serious injury.
But this was only the beginning. Chen Yi generally could not be bothered to waste words on anyone who dared steal his money.
His hands formed a strange seal.
"Devour."
The suppressed Wang Fugui had no way to flee. A massive snake head burned through space and appeared, its open Serpent's Kiss resembling a black hole.
The Serpent's Kiss closed, sending Wang Fugui and the weakening Flame Palm beneath space together.
The battle had barely begun, yet Wang Fugui was already stunned senseless.
No, was this really level 70?
Burning Path LV1?
Was that even reasonable?!!!
Hundreds of Flame Sparrows waited outside the Devouring Serpent, while the blazing sword above space took aim.
As long as Wang Fugui broke out of the Devouring Serpent, Lightning Strike would be waiting for him.
"Crack!"
A ring on Wang Fugui's hand shattered.
The time stored within the ring began to flow backward. Wang Fugui vanished from inside the Devouring Serpent and