How could he ever forget it...? He could never forget it for the rest of his life—the time he had been swindled out of a super Secret Box. Even if it had been his own fault for misjudging it.
It was like how an Old Mother who accidentally dropped five yuan could stay upset for an entire day.
As a little old man with an Old Mother above him who was hopelessly addicted to watching male streamers, a son below him who was hopelessly addicted to games and neglected his studies, and several centuries of mortgage payments weighing on his shoulders, let alone five yuan—even fifty cents was enough to ruin his entire day!
A super five-layer Secret Box... His blood pressure was shooting through the roof, wasn't it?
When Sikong Zhaiyue saw Maid Miss's elegant smile at that moment, he even felt as though she was mocking him... Yet even her mockery looked so beautiful that the little old man couldn't help feeling emo.
—Damn it!
The little old man suddenly came to his senses. He was already a dead man in White Steel City!
—Oh, no. He was just a nobody in White Steel City. Even if he died, so what? How could this pretty girl know?
—She didn't know. She definitely didn't know...
"Good day, old man." Maid Miss smiled faintly. "Did you come scavenging this time? Those items you sold at your stall before were also picked up here, weren't they?"
"Yes... yes..." The little old man's eyes shifted. "I'm just trying my luck. Business has been bad lately."
Maid Miss smiled. "Old sir, did you end up getting anything good out of that Secret Box last time?"
—Don't mention it!
The little old man's blood pressure began to rise. His smile gradually faded as he