Mo Fei opened his eyes and quietly stared at the bedroom ceiling above him. The minimalist decor and beautiful crystal chandelier gave the room a refined feel.
More than a month had passed since the Black Dragon Dance incident, yet he still had not fully adjusted to life without Murphys.
Sometimes, Mo Fei felt that humans were truly strange creatures. Before, he had to work hard every day streaming, playing a nonhuman character. Murphys constantly harassed and threatened him in his dreams, waking him with flames. Every day, he also had to face the fear of losing his mind and having his body taken over.
Yet now that he had truly escaped those jobs and Murphys's threats, he instead felt an empty sense of loss...
However, Mo Fei did not let himself sink into melancholic sorrow for long. He quickly pulled himself together, got dressed, and left the bedroom for the living room.
Looking at the cozy furnishings and homey decor in the spacious living room, Mo Fei felt a wave of comfort. After struggling for so many years, he finally had a home of his own. Sure enough, living in one's own house was more comfortable. Even sleeping at night felt more secure.
It was a 128-square-meter high-rise apartment, bought outright for a full nine hundred and fifty thousand. It was no small sum, but for someone now worth over twenty million, it was not a major expense.
After the Black Dragon Dance incident ended, he had immediately sold off most of the equipment in his possession. Six plot items, along with a huge pile of top-tier equipment and high-level skill books looted from Dalaran's treasury, had sold for nearly twenty million. Even after giving Black Shadow twenty percent, Mo Fei had still earned more than fifteen million.
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