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The God of Wealth looked at Su Luo, and Su Luo also looked at the God of Wealth.
Suddenly, the King of Wealth took three steps back and bowed deeply to Su Luo.
"Young Master, please accept my humble greeting."
As he spoke, the God of Wealth immediately knelt down in front of Su Luo and kowtowed three times.
Su Luo was not surprised.
Because Butler Jiang had already told her before.
Lihuo City does have a branch of the Jinwu Hall, and the head of this branch is Elder Qiding, but King Shencai is the secret leader of the Jinwu Hall in Lihuo City, and Elder Qiding is only in public.
"Are you Elder Ba Ding?" Su Luo looked at him curiously.
The God of Wealth nodded and said, "I am the Eight Ding Elder, one of the nine directors of the Central Committee of the Jinwu Hall Board of Directors."
Butler Jiang had previously informed Su Luo that the Jinwu Hall had only one Nine Ding Elder and several Eight Ding Elders.
The Jinwutang board of directors consists of nine directors.
Among them, the elder Jiuding who is in charge is the chief director, and the other eight elders Bading are directors.
The Nine Ding Elders not only have voting rights, but also veto power, while the eight directors have voting rights.
Butler Jiang still hasn't told Su Luo the name of the powerful Elder Jiuding.
However, the God of Wealth in front of him has a very high status in the Jinwu Hall.
"Since Butler Jiang has told you my identity, it shows that he trusts you absolutely." Su Luo said calmly, "I naturally trust the people Butler Jiang trusts."
Su Luo had previously asked Butler Jiang if anyone else knew her identity.
Butler Jiang said that because her identity was too noble, it was kept confidential at the highest level of authority, and only a few people in the Jinwu Hall knew about it so far.
The God of Wealth looked at Su Luo with tears in his eyes!
Young Master... This is the young master he has been waiting for!
"Young Master, I have been waiting for you for so many years despite my illness..." The God of Wealth cried and laughed, "I have finally waited for you... It is so wonderful! It is so wonderful... I can finally die with my eyes closed..."
Su Luo smiled faintly: "Don't worry, God of Wealth, you won't die."
"Young Master, please don't call me the God of Wealth. It's embarrassing. Jiang...however, you should call me that too. Okay?"
Su Luo said angrily, "If I call you Jin Yuanbao, your grandson will be so shocked that his jaw will drop. Well, I will call you the God of Wealth in front of others to avoid revealing my flaws."
The God of Wealth then nodded.
The God of Wealth was already very weak. After kneeling down just now and thinking about it again, he felt dizzy and almost fainted.
Su Luo quickly helped him up and sat down.
The God of Wealth smiled bitterly and said, "I am old and useless... While you are here, young master, and while I am still alive, I will take inventory of what I have and hand it all over to you..."
Su Luo waved her hand: "Don't worry, you won't die."
The God of Wealth smiled bitterly, "Young Master, you don't know that my life is like a candle that is about to burn out. I could die at any moment. It is best to take care of my affairs now."
Su Luo shook her head: "Butler Jiang, didn't you tell me about my medical skills?"
The God of Wealth smiled bitterly: "Butler Jiang did say that. He said you are a god-level pharmacist who can cure villains."
Su Luo: "You don't believe it?"
The God of Wealth smiled bitterly, but looked at Su Luo seriously: "Young Master, you are the descendant of the Emperor Nitian and the Goddess Yanhua, but at such a young age, you are a god-level pharmacist? This is impossible. My illness can only be cured by a god-level pharmacist."
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