Superb

Feng Qing's mood was extremely good. It was ten thousand times better than scheming against Madam Crimson Snow and escaping unscathed. She actually had a sense of accomplishment when she made Netherworld suffer a loss. She didn't even have to pay a single cent to Netherworld, and she could firmly take the 2.5 billion for herself.

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Forty minutes later, Feng Qing quietly returned to the hotel. With a nimble turn of her body, she arrived in the room. She looked around and realized that the living room was filled with handbags, one after another. It made her head hurt.