MTL - The Sweet Little Fulang - Chapter 84

In the martial world, disputes often lead to immediate violence, frequently harming innocent, unarmed civilians who either lose their wealth or their lives.Lu Jianwei merely complained a few times when she was suddenly bound by a system and transported to ancient times, tasked with running an inn according to the system’s rules.The foremost rule of the inn is—No fighting within the inn.Violators will either lose their wealth or their lives.A mysterious inn suddenly appeared in the martial world, rumored to be a shady establishment dealing in mu*der and robbery.No matter who enters the inn, they either leave penniless or lose their lives.The bold and skilled “Know-It-All” of the martial world, eager for firsthand information, sneaked into the inn alone to trace the whereabouts of missing people, only to be horrified to discover—Isn’t that diligent woodcutter the number one swordsman of the martial world?!Isn’t that agile waiter the number one thief of the martial world?!Isn’t that chef wielding a kitchen knife the number one beauty of the martial world?!Isn’t that farmer hoeing the ground the top disciple of the Martial Alliance?!And that…Before he could flee, the inn’s beautiful and gentle landlady stood before him with a smile.“The inn still needs an accountant. You’re it.”Know-It-All: I’m just a seller of information, I can’t do accounting ahhhh!Reading Guide:① Not a serious martial arts story, focuses on management + face-slapping + drama;② The female lead is the strongest throughout the story (pretending at first, truly strong later), the male lead appears later;③ For fans of overpowered management stories, all settings in the story are fictional.

The dead cannot speak.

It means the living can create any story they want.

Inheritance, honor and wealth can be taken away by lies.

However, what happens when a person, who was presumed to be dead, returns alive?

Upon waking up, Lu Yuan discovered that he had been reborn ten years into the past. Consequently, Lu Yuan sold off all the assets left by his parents, gaining the reputation as the most prodigal second-generation rich kid in the financial world.Little did anyone know that the “rip-offs” he bought would evolve into supreme Dao Artifacts three months later.

“The host has come to the days of your old pretending.”

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, and put down the polished Shiwang drive in his hand.

“It’s time.”

After finishing speaking, Chen Mo came to an empty square, took out the divine light stick and shouted loudly: “Dija!”

…

Yukino Yukino: “My turn, draw a card!”

Kasumi Hill Shiyu: “theworld!”

Eri Sawamura: “Henshin!”

Kaguya Shinomiya: “This is an equivalent exchange!”

Kato Megumi: “Walking in the dark, serving the light, everything is empty, everything is allowed!”

…

Why is the flower of the high mountain of the academy addicted to playing cards? Why did famous fiction writers twist in strange poses? Why are famous painters in the industry inseparable from toys? Why do rich daughters believe in alchemy? Why do ordinary passers-by wear cloaks?

And why did Yangyang Huaxia frequently appear in the Xiuxian sect?

Looking at this gradually becoming strange world, Chen Mo said that all this has nothing to do with him.

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