"Lord Thousand-Armed Demon King!" The fat steward's voice could almost be said to be... full of emotion and tears.
Jiang Nai glanced at him with contempt, then threw a sack of name tags onto the counter with a clang, "Does it feel weird to see that I'm not dead?"
The guild steward gave a silly smile and said, "Master Thousand-Armed Demon Lord, you are really good at joking. I am very happy to see that you have returned safely."
Congratulations, sister! This baby was almost killed by your group of vicious guild warriors.
If she hadn't had a little bit of luck to help her, how could she be back here now, huh!
"Did you do it on purpose? Ah!" Jiang Nai glared at the fat steward angrily and asked repeatedly, "Do you know that I was chased by a large group of people as soon as I stepped out?"
"Your warrior guild actually has such a rule that you can rob other people's points and name tags??"
"You didn't tell me such an important thing! Do you know that I just narrowly escaped death and it took a lot of effort to escape?"
"I was almost surrounded and killed by them, you know?"
"You think this is a joke! You only live once, you can't go back!"
"Do the people at the top of your rankings have to face the trouble of being chased and killed by a large group of people every day? If it's such a troublesome thing, I'm going to quit your guild! I'm quitting!" Jiang Nai slammed the table, and the fat steward said
He quickly shrank his neck.
"Lord Thousand-Armed Demon Lord, please, please calm down, calm down!" The fat steward quickly comforted her, while giving Mr. Lu a wild wink.
Mr. Lu looked helpless: "This is true in the guild regulations, but not everyone on the ranking list will be hunted down. The main reason is that you were too exposed just now, so..."
"Oh, after all, it's still mine, isn't it?" Jiang Nai had a dark face and waved her hand vigorously, "You! You, you, please convert your points into cash. I want to cancel the membership, now, immediately
!”
Mr. Lu twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Yes, yes, Lord Thousand-Armed Demon Lord, please don't be angry. Let's recalculate your points first. It's just that we didn't explain the guild rules to you clearly.
We’ll give you another five hundred points, what do you think?”
Jiang Xiaosi's dark face showed a hint of lingering anger, "Mr. Lu, do you think my little life is only worth five hundred points?"
"Five thousand, five thousand!" The fat steward finally saw that this guy wanted to withdraw from the membership, she just came to bargain with them for compensation...
Jiang Xiaosi stopped and patted the sack on the counter, "Let's do the math together."
Mr. Lu:……
"Wow!" A sack of famous brands fell on the counter, and the two of them looked up at her in confusion.
The fat steward picked up a quick wooden nameplate and looked at it. His hands could not help but tremble slightly, "These, these? These are all? They were all killed by you, the Thousand-Handed Demon Lord."
Jiang Nai looked modest, "Actually, I only killed a few dozen people, and most of them didn't say anything. When I walked over, they were all lying on the ground. I said that I picked up all these famous brands.
Do you believe it?"
Fat steward:......
It seems that she doesn’t believe her anymore!
Jiang Xiaosi curled his lips, "I wonder how many points are there if you add these together?"
"Wait a moment, I'll do some calculations for you." The fat steward's eyes twitched and he picked up a name tag.