Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
Xia Ping had an exceptionally pleasant time. In this marketplace, he greeted every demon manning a stall, calling them brothers and acting as though they were the best of friends.
Without exception, every one of those demons was extorted by him and handed over the treasures on their stalls. Not a single one dared raise their voice at Xia Ping; all they wanted was to spend money to ward off disaster as quickly as possible.
After all, compared to their own lives, wealth was merely something external to the body.
Yet even so, losing so much property still pained them terribly, as if their hearts were bleeding.
"Ah, demon brothers, you've treated me with such lavish hospitality—how could I possibly accept it with a clear conscience? If there's a chance in the future, I, Fengdu, will surely repay you."
Xia Ping patted his chest and spoke carelessly.
Repay my ass!
This sort of extortion was plainly repaying kindness with enmity. It would already be heaven's blessing if he didn't bring them immense misfortune—how could they possibly dare ask for his repayment?
It was said that becoming a Doom Demon's brother was even more miserable than becoming a Doom Demon's enemy. How could they dare become this Doom Demon's brothers? Did they think their lives were too long?!
The demons gnashed their teeth. They only wished this bastard Fengdu would leave immediately and vanish from before their eyes forever. That would be the best choice for everyone.
But how could they dare say such words aloud? They could only grumble inwardly.
"No, no, Lord Fengdu, we did all this willingly. Why would we need you to repay us?"
"That's right. Within the four seas, all are brothers. We're all demons of