Ravines That Could Never Be Filled

A Country Called Chaina

Marriages between families of equal status were inevitable.

If the Russian girl found an ordinary guy to date, she would face enormous risks, too.

If her identity was exposed during a mission, her boyfriend's family could become a means for her enemies to threaten her—or they might accidentally get killed.

So marriage had never been a trivial matter. Love couldn't beat bread, and it couldn't stop bullets and artillery either.

At least someone like Li Xiao Bai, a little monkey in his mother's eyes and a pain in the ass in his father's, had the luck of a villain who lived a thousand years. No one had to worry about him getting killed anytime soon.

"Ahem! Now, let's deal with a few things."

Li Bai deliberately changed the subject. He looked at the two men beside the three women, including the tour guide, and fixed his gaze on one of them. "Konno Kaiming?"

Perfect!

A ready-made punching bag!

"Hey! Who—who are you?"

The second son of the Konno Family's legitimate main branch had a distant look in his eyes. He wasn't looking at Li Bai, but was staring fixedly at the two Demonesses.

"You just said they had to pay a hundred million. What's worth that much?"

A hundred million—especially yen—was only a small portion of the pile of yen Li Bai had tossed into his Storage Ring. He could pull it out at a moment's notice.

"It was an antique pottery piece. I don't know why, but it somehow got broken here."

The tour guide spoke up. She could tell that Li Bai was on very close terms with her two clients.

Her job was probably doomed anyway, so she might as well do what she could before that happened.

But the broken antique was