Xu Wang is indeed Xu Wang. He can always grasp people's weaknesses and always find the most suitable way to break through people's defenses. What's more, Feng Guang has never had any defenses against him.
At first glance, she admired him merely as a handsome man. But upon seeing him again, she had unconsciously fallen into his gentle trap. In the past, there had been others who had approached him because of their infatuation, whether they were Alphas or Omegas, male or a rare number of women. Xu Wang neither accepted nor rejected their infatuation, because these people... were also material for him to create his scripts. But usually, he could not persist for more than three seconds before he became annoyed by them.
He thoroughly enjoyed his fascination with and love for the scenery—he truly enjoyed it to the point of being damned.
Feng Guang's mind was filled with pink bubbles. She wondered how there could be such a charming man in the world, and at the same time, she thought that this man belonged to her. When she came to her senses, she had already been taken to a hotel by Xu Wang. Xu Wang booked a room, and after resting with Feng Guang for a while, seeing her curious look, he decided to take her out for a walk.
Feng Guang was carrying large and small bags. Not only her, but Xu Wang was also carrying a lot of things, all of them food. She took a bite of sweet ice cream and casually said, "I originally thought that when you paid, you would also use your ability to make them think that they had already received the money."
Xu Wang said helplessly, "Do I look like the kind of person who would use such low-class methods when buying things for my woman?"
“You can’t blame me for thinking that way, because I don’t think you have any money.” She said it as if it were perfectly reasonable, after all, he had been playing his stage plays in prison, so how could he have any money?
Xu Wang felt it necessary to explain things clearly to this young girl, at least to make her understand that her man was not a penniless man. "Years ago, among my many identities, there was one called the messenger of God. Many people who lacked faith chose to regard me as their only god. Did you think these people wouldn't offer me tributes?"
The so-called messenger of God is just one of his many identities. When he is called the Grim Reaper, many people will bring him countless treasures to ask him to eliminate their enemies. Sometimes he will accept the reward, but whether he will actually kill that person depends entirely on his own interest.
So over the years, he has indeed accumulated quite a bit of savings, enough to ensure she has no worries about food and clothing and to allow her to live like a princess. Thinking about it this way, it turns out that all the money he saved up back then, whether intentionally or unintentionally, was for today.
But the focus of attention was, "Xu Wang, you were a charlatan before?"
Xu Wang paused for a moment, then said, "He is a messenger of God."
"God's messenger...do you believe this?"
"...I don't believe it."
“Isn’t that just charlatan?” She blinked her bright eyes and said bluntly, “But thinking about it, if you speak with a compassionate attitude, you can indeed fool those superstitious people. Hmm… it turns out that no matter how many years pass or how advanced technology becomes, superstitious people will always exist.”
She kept calling him a charlatan, completely devaluing his noble identity as a "savior of people's hearts," though "poisoning people's hearts" would be a more apt description. He patted her head and said, "If I hadn't become a charlatan, where would I get the money to support you now?"
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