I'm a Demon Cultivator, Not a Conscientious Capitalist
Chapter 890

Little Monster

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"You two bitches actually schemed against me!"

"You bitch, you only have yourself to blame for being careless!"

Back in the waking world, Shen Lang sat on his bed, reflecting that he still hadn't been careful enough.

In that situation, he should've turned and run. He absolutely shouldn't have hesitated.

Hesitate and you lose; lose and you give yourself away. Once you gave in, the other person would get a taste for it, then keep coming back for the rest of your life.

Chen Yu should be fine. He had Benevolence and his future to worry about; a lowly temple priest like me wasn't worth his attention.

But that bastard Sun Lei was another matter.

His gaze was lecherous, his smile was downright creepy, and he was probably plotting to put me in danger, then drag me back to work for him, drawing lewd pics for the rest of my life!

Luckily, I'd already enlisted. Once this was over, I could disappear into the distance. If he wanted me, he could come find me in the army!

With that thought, Shen Lang finally relaxed.

He tapped his ring, dispelling the Battlefield Gu Poison that shrouded him and revealing the somewhat roguishly handsome face beneath.

He raised both hands in surrender and said to Chen Yu and Sun Lei, "All right, all right. I give up. I drew Kitchen Battle. My team and I drew all the lewd pics in it ourselves, bit by bit. Happy now?"

After saying it out loud, he felt a weight lift from his chest. He even felt like laughing at how cautious he'd been earlier.

Loosening his collar, he gave up trying to save face and continued, "I just wanted to let loose this time. I wanted to challenge my weakness. I wanted to draw

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