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Ayensi Sole Tiowen

A man, born from dirt, grew to face off the omnipotent.

JhiThan_Ser · Fantaisie
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130 Chs

Anya's Lead

"Celestial Sena, let me handle this." Spirit, in her maid disguise, bowed before talking to the fat man.

"Give us four premium tickets."

"Give?" the fat man frowned, "I don't know who you but-... okay." his face suddenly shifted to a happy one.

"What?" the common people couldn't believe what they just heard.

When the fat man was about to hand four premium tickets, Anya stopped him.

"Ah no, no. Not give, but sell. Here." she dropped the money before taking the tickets.

"Hm?" Spirit raised an eyebrow towards this scene.

"Umm... I'm sorry but I think using spirit energy to manipulate his mind is not good." Anya timidly gave the four tickets.

'... I guess she's not a coward, just respectful.' Spirit changed Anya's image in her head before giving the four tickets to Shiena.

"Here, Celestial Sena."

"Here, Master Yensi."

Ayensi took the premium tickets with a darkened face.

'I feel like a spoiled useless brat.'