Hearing Wuhen's words, Ying Jiu was furious.
You've been building up for so long just to say Happy New Year?
Aren't you still being chased all over the world by that scoundrel?!
However, there was one thing Yingjiu didn't understand.
"This money was originally Sun's responsibility to pay. Logically speaking, it would be fine to just sulk, but is it really necessary to make such a big fuss?"
Wuhen wholeheartedly agreed and nodded in agreement.
"Indeed, I just chose a timeline where Xue Mengmeng would receive the most New Year's money..."
Winning the wine: ? ? ?
"stop!"
Yingjiu quickly asked,
"You mean, this isn't something that will definitely happen in the future, but just one possibility in the timeline?"
"Of course, am I, Wuhen, someone who plays with time?"
Wuhen was righteous, yet his righteousness turned into evil.
The timeline is just one possibility; it may happen or it may not. Wuhen chose the possibility that Ye Bai would give out the most New Year's money.
In that possibility, the world changed its chronology, and a new year was celebrated every three months.
In fact, this possibility is extremely low, but the money Ye Bai gave was real money.
This means... the New Year's money Ye Bai gave out might very well have gone down the drain?!
This explains why that scoundrel Sun was so furious.
"No, that's still not right."
Ying Jiu realized that Wuhen couldn't manipulate time, but Ye Bai could!
If the money really did go down the drain, given Ye Bai's personality, he would definitely sneak off to that timeline and retrieve the real money...
unless...
Unless some possibility arises that prevents Ye Bai from going to that timeline and from getting back the money that belongs to him.
Winning the wine, he earnestly and patiently said,
"Wuhen, tell me the truth, what exactly did you do?"
Wuhen snorted coldly. Under normal circumstances, there should be a group of people praising him at this time. If there was no one around, a horse would also be fine.
Wuhen stamped his foot, and the horse, whose back was being stepped on, snorted impatiently and grunted.
"The strongest leave no trace in their lifetime; how could this be an empty claim?"
Hearing this, Wuhen nodded in satisfaction.
"A true man walks in this world, knowing what he can and cannot do, and I will walk upright and stand straight without leaving a trace!"
Yingjiu recalled the diary he had written, and his feelings became particularly complicated.
Finally, under Yingjiu's persistent questioning, Wuhen confessed to what he had done.
After hearing about Wuhen's actions, Yingjiu had only one thought:
"Well done, waiter!"
That scoundrel deserves to be taught a lesson!
Around the same time.
The Eternal Tower.
Ye Bai was carrying large and small bags, followed by a group of strange-looking animals, and they came over in a grand procession.
"Idiot! Idiot! We're already on your turf and you don't even lend a hand..."
The golden pig stood on Dracula, chewing on a candied hawthorn, seemingly lost in thought.
"How strange, would a Shura really deliver money to someone's door?"
Dracula scoffed, "That's because you haven't seen how weak the demon lord was."
Back in the day, when I, Deye, met Shura on the tenth floor, before Shura had even met Xiaoyao, the nervousness before our first meeting...
To put it bluntly, Ye Bai is just a little brother in front of Xiao Yao!
Even if Shura came today, he would still say the same thing!
The dog at the front suddenly turned around, glanced at Dracula, and gave him a thumbs up.
"You've got guts."
Dracula: ? ? ?
"Didn't you know that this guy was eavesdropping on everyone's thoughts?"
He gave a wicked smile and said in a low voice,
"V me for 50, and I'll help you block this message."
Dracula: ...I'm not a vampire, but you're a real dog.
Upon arriving at the ninety-ninth floor, before Ye Bai could even raise his hand, Dracula quickly installed a doorbell, which Ye Bai then pressed.
Ding-dong
The door opened.
Xiaoyao opened the door, and there was only Ye Bai outside.
Ye Bai nodded, walked into the house, and put the bags at the door.
"It's the Lantern Festival, so I came to visit you as a small token of my appreciation."
As soon as Ye Bai entered, he saw a river.
The river of time.
In this era, there are not many people who can visualize the river of time. Xiaoyao can certainly do it, but he will not do such a thing.
This river was placed here without a trace.
And on the river of time, small squares keep flying around, like skipping stones on water.
If you look closely, these small squares even look somewhat familiar. They are none other than the New Year's money that Ye Bai gave to Xue Mengmeng.
That's right, Wuhen put Xue Mengmeng's New Year's money from every timeline into the River of Time, and then placed the River of Time on the ninety-ninth floor of the Eternal Tower.
The only place where Ye Bai couldn't rob money.
A scene flashed before Ye Bai's eyes: ...
Wuhen said with a smile,
"Mengmeng, let your third grandfather keep your New Year's money for you first. We'll give it to you when you grow up. It will be the same amount. If you're short of interest, I'll have your uncle make it up to you."
Mengmeng blinked, puzzled.
"Second Grandpa, why didn't you ask Dad to keep it for me?"
Xue Meng remained silent, only focusing on counting the money...
What's the difference between keeping the money with him and giving it directly to Shura?
...
Ye Bai looked at the red envelopes that had been scattered like stones in the river of time, sighed, and shook his head.
"Over the years, I still haven't been able to shake off my greed for money."
Xiaoyao, sitting on the futon, spoke.
"It's not a problem."
Greed for money is the least harmful form of greed.
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