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“Devout, too devout!”
“Unbelievable, how poor do you have to be to crave wealth like this from the God of Wealth?”
“Look at their eyes, how pure, their minds free of all thoughts except for the God of Wealth.”
“Believers, these are true believers!”
“…”
Before the statue of the God of Wealth, Su Jiang and Wang Ziyang knelt on cushions, one on each side.
They clasped their hands together, raised them above their heads, and bowed deeply before lifting their heads.
An Rou and Ji Meng thought that was it.
But unexpectedly, Su Jiang and Wang Ziyang remained kneeling, and one after the other, they spoke.
“Oh, almighty God of Wealth,” Su Jiang said.
“Please grant us endless wealth!” Wang Ziyang said.
“Your two most devout followers,” Su Jiang said.
“Here, we offer you everything we have.” Wang Ziyang said.
“If you can hear the call from the depths of our hearts.” Su Jiang said.
“Then please, give us a response, let us know you are with us.” Wang Ziyang said.
“Amen.” Su Jiang said.
“Amitabha.” Wang Ziyang said.
Immediately, they clasped their hands together again, raised them above their heads, and bowed deeply once more.
It was like a scene from a cult ritual.
The surroundings were silent.
The few people who had just been praising them now closed their mouths tightly, not knowing what to say.
It feels like every sentence is ripe for a sarcastic comment.
But at the same time, every sarcastic comment feels like a waste of breath.
In this silent atmosphere, An Rou and Ji Meng buried their heads, feeling incredibly embarrassed.
They clenched their fists tightly, wishing they could grab Su Jiang and his friend and give them a good beating.
Finally, Su Jiang and his friend finished their ceremony, stood up, and left the temple, looking back three steps at a time, reluctant to leave.
“Old Su, do you think what we did will actually work?”
“Trust me, it will work. No one is more devout than us. If the God of Wealth really has money, he’ll definitely think of us first.”
“Then I’m relieved. Hey, where are Mengmeng and the others?”
The two looked around and finally spotted An Rou and Ji Meng in the distance. They walked towards them.
Strangely, when An Rou and Ji Meng saw them coming, they acted like they had seen a ghost. They covered their faces and ran away.
Who are these two? I don’t recognize them.
It has nothing to do with them. They came here separately.
It’s so embarrassing.
“Strange, why are they running away?” Su Jiang wondered.
“I don’t know. Maybe they made some embarrassing wishes and are too shy to face us?” Wang Ziyang boldly guessed.
“It’s possible. After all, girls care about their image.” Su Jiang nodded in agreement.
On the way down the mountain, no matter what Su Jiang and his friend said, An Rou and Ji Meng ignored them.
They even kept their distance.
This left the two confused.
It wasn’t until they reached the foot of the mountain and there were fewer people around that the two girls finally agreed to speak to them.
“You two, weren’t you against superstition?” An Rou asked angrily.
“Except for the God of Wealth.” Su Jiang and Wang Ziyang said naturally.
“You!”
An Rou pointed at Su Jiang, her mouth open for a long time before she finally snorted and gave up.
Don’t get mad, don’t get mad. It’s not worth getting upset over.
Ji Meng also smiled wryly. She hadn’t expected that Wang Ziyang would become so ridiculous when he was with Su Jiang.
Finally, they said their goodbyes. It was already late at night, and it was time for everyone to go home.
As Su Jiang and An Rou got into the car, Wang Ziyang raised an eyebrow at Su Jiang and quietly gave him a thumbs-up, his face full of envy.
Look at Su Jiang and An Rou, they’re already living together. When will I ever get to that point?
Su Jiang remained expressionless and gave him the middle finger in return.
By the time they got home, it was already ten o’clock at night.
When they entered the house and turned on the light, the first thing Su Jiang saw was his white cat, Fugui, lying on its back on the balcony, barely alive.
Su Jiang rushed over and picked up Fugui.
Fugui’s eyes flickered, looking at Su Jiang. He stretched out a small paw, pointed at the empty plate on the table, and whimpered softly.
“Meow…” I’m finished eating.
“Meow meow meow…” Only nine requests left.
Su Jiang’s heart was filled with emotion. What a silly cat.
You really… I’m going to cry.
You saved me. If it weren’t for you, An Rou would have seen the photos in my phone album.
And I actually forced you to eat that awful food. I’m not human.
Su Jiang felt incredibly guilty.
“Su Jiang, what’s wrong with Fugui?” An Rou asked as she struggled to change her shoes.
She had been wearing boots all day, and they were a bit difficult to take off.
Su Jiang blinked and didn’t look at her. “Uh… nothing. Fugui is asleep.”
“Hmph! Good thing it fell asleep quickly. I was going to settle the score with it.”
An Rou still remembers that if it weren’t for Fugui, she would have been able to see Su Jiang’s phone album.
Su Jiang raised an eyebrow. “How about I help you wake it up?”
He figured he might as well vent his frustration on the silly cat while An Rou was still a little angry.
Otherwise, she might vent it on him later.
What, you’re asking about my guilt from earlier?
Don’t be silly, that’s not worth anything.
Besides, the silly cat won’t die.
I’ll remember this favor, Su Jiang thought.
As for when I’ll return it, that’s a different story.
An Rou stood there for a moment, tilting her head in thought when she heard Su Jiang’s suggestion.
“Forget it, let it off the hook this time.”
An Rou gave up. It’s just a little cat, what does it know?
It was an unintentional act, so it’s forgivable.
“Great, Fugui, you’ve got a cat life.” Su Jiang said to Fugui with relief.
Fugui opened its eyes with difficulty and waved its little paw, wanting to hit Su Jiang.
Su Jiang grabbed its paw and whispered, “Fugui, get some rest, I’ll definitely put in a good word for you.”
With that, he threw Fugui into its cat bed and let it sleep peacefully.
“Whew…”
Su Jiang took a deep breath and crossed his hands, preparing to take off his shirt as usual.
Suddenly, he froze, his hands stiff.
He forgot, he wasn’t living alone anymore.
Now that he was sharing a roof with An Rou, he couldn’t be as carefree at home as he used to be.
An Rou blinked when she saw this and asked softly, “Are you… going to take a shower?”
“Uh… why don’t you go first?” Su Jiang said. “The shower gel and stuff are all in the bathroom.”
An Rou nodded and walked silently into her room.
Climbing the mountain had made her sweat a lot, and she could barely stand it anymore.
A moment later, she came out with some toiletries, her eyes flickering, her steps hurried.
As she reached the bathroom door, she turned to Su Jiang and said, “Then… I’ll go first, you wait a bit.”
With that, she quickly slipped into the bathroom and closed the door.
It was so fast that Su Jiang didn’t even get a good look at her.
Sitting on the sofa, he shook his head slightly and, with nothing better to do, took out his phone and started playing a matching game.
He still hadn’t gotten past that level from the afternoon.
……
Under the cover of night, Jiangdu City was silent.
The Inspectorate, basement.
Here, this is the place where the Inspectorate Bureau detains prisoners. All those captured by the Inspectorate Bureau’s detectives are imprisoned here.
Currently, most of the Inspectorate Bureau’s forces are deployed to monitor the battlefield on Lonely Island.
Therefore, only a small number of people remain to guard these mortals.
But at this moment, the underground basement door, which should have been closed, is open. The two detectives responsible for duty are now lying in a pool of blood, completely lifeless.
Wu Yang, with ten members of the Lin family, stands at the door of the room where Feng Haoxuan is imprisoned, his face extremely grim.
He takes out his phone and dials Lin Hui’s number. After the call connects, he speaks slowly.
“Leader, Feng Haoxuan… isn’t in the Inspectorate Bureau!”
“We’re too late.”
“Someone beat us to it, rescued Feng Haoxuan, and…”
Wu Yang swallows, looking at the few Lin family emblems on the ground, and says in a low voice:
“They also killed the Inspectorate Bureau people and left our family emblems.”
“We… were tricked.”