The Great Western Sea.

A neighboring city of the Hitt Empire.

An Lan, wearing a patched priest robe and carrying a large sack on his back, walked into the Imperial Jinyu branch with an arrogant step, not recognizing any relatives.

Walk past the crowded crowd and head straight to the VIP service window which is still vacant.

Bang!

Very quickly, the sack was slapped on the counter, and An Lan shouted loudly:

"Exchange all one thousand one-pound level three energy ores into gold coins for me!"

moment.

The whole audience's attention was immediately drawn to him.

"Look at the stupid behavior of this priest of this order. Was he holding an umbrella when the goddess of wisdom sprinkled rain? It's so stupid that it makes people's heart move."

"Oh? He is Pastor An Lan from the North City Non-official Church?"

Someone in the crowd soon recognized the identity of this sucker.

"Isn't he unable to even pay the nuns' salaries? Where did he get so many level 3 energy mines?"

"No, is he so brave? How dare he show off his wealth without any background?"

"Something is wrong. It's absolutely wrong!"

"I don't care about your business, hey friend, can I have a word with you for a moment..."

Many people's eyes flickered, and they retreated to the back quietly.

An Lan had expected this, but he didn't care at all. Instead, he felt like he was about to get wet.

That's it!

Stimulate!

I'm just a small first-level priest, but I have a huge fortune. I'm a fat sheep that can't get any fatter!

Come and kill me, the stronger you are, the more excited I will be!

"Dear guest, after inspection, one thousand kilograms of level three energy ore are correct. I will exchange them for 100,000 gold coins and deposit them into your account. This is my first-class gold card. Please keep it."

The counter specialist handed over the gold savings card with both hands with a bright smile.

However, An Lan did not take the card immediately. Instead, she twisted her lips and held the teller's white and tender hand, saying seriously: "Beautiful lady, has anyone ever told you that your hands are like treasures left behind by the gods, which makes people want to touch them. The weather is so hot today, how about I buy you a cup of iced tea?"

The pretty teller's face suddenly turned red: "Mr. An Lan, please respect yourself. I still have to work, but I will rest tomorrow. If you are really sincere, I will consider dating you."

An Lan knew that she was reminding herself implicitly, but he was not afraid at all, but instead took advantage of her: "Beautiful lady, can I think that you care about me?"

"It is my duty to care about every VIP. I suggest you seek protection from the security team as soon as possible. It would be even better if you are sure of yourself." The lady at the counter politely pushed away the other party's dirty hands.

"Okay, it seems I can only invite you to dinner tomorrow. Can you tell me if I can drink something cold recently?" An Lan still remembered his original intention.

The lady at the counter blushed and nodded.

An Lan understood, smiled evilly, and without staying any longer, turned around and walked out the door.

If nothing unexpected happens, there should be at least ten first-level warriors who have received the news and are rushing here.

It's not enough!

His target is the third-level leader of the Demonic Beast Hunter Group!

One hundred thousand gold coins. An ordinary third-level warrior might not care about it, but the leader of the Demon Spirits, who is known for his greed and cruelty, will definitely be tempted!

It's difficult for you to try your best since there are defense forces in the city, so I will take the initiative to go to the suburbs!

At this moment, An Lan is no longer a wretched priest who only knows how to hide in the back and heal people, he wants to be a warrior who initiates the team fight!