There was something even more terrifying called women—or, more precisely, wealthy women. To put it even more bluntly: wealthy women with all sorts of bizarre quirks and exceptionally foul tempers! If Demonic Dragons gave people the feeling of a nightmare, then Mu Wei gave these Demonic Dragons the impression of despair—a despair they could not escape.
It was nearly noon. Having eaten and drunk her fill and enjoyed a long, lazy sleep, Mu Wei sluggishly crawled out of bed. Attended by her maid, she bathed and changed clothes. After putting on an exquisitely gorgeous fire-element Grand Mage robe that could make one's eyeballs fall out, she played with that priceless magical ruby as she led the old priest out of the hotel.
Not far beyond the hotel entrance, Mu Wei frowned, then suddenly turned around and went back inside.
When the burly Demonic Dragon in charge of the hotel saw Mu Wei return, he instinctively shuddered inwardly. Having been tormented all night, he then roared furiously in his heart. He had actually been frightened by a human woman?
Annoyed, the burly Demonic Dragon slapped his bald head, then bared his teeth in a savage grin at Mu Wei. "Honored Miss Mu Wei, what are your instructions? But according to Lord Diogo's orders, no matter what you want us to do, paying the gold coins first is always best!"
The burly Demonic Dragon stared fixedly at Mu Wei, forcefully suppressing the urge to swallow her whole.
Countless gleaming gold coins and deep-blue ingots of blue gold flickered through his mind. For that glittering treasure, and for Diogo's prohibition, the burly Demonic Dragon forcibly swallowed the anger in his heart.
Mu Wei casually tossed two magical crystals onto the ground. Delighted, the burly Demonic Dragon scampered over like a trained dog and