"It seems that if you want to get rich overnight, you still have to rely on robbery!" Buddha Child chuckled.
"Robbery? We are disciples of the Dao Sect, this is called 'robbing the rich to help the poor.'" Yang Ji glanced at him indifferently.
"Heh heh, the master is right, this is resource distribution, common prosperity." Buddha Child chuckled lowly, then pointed at Tian Xie, "What shall we do with this guy? Kill him or suppress him?"
Yang Ji pondered, looked at Tian Xie on the ground, was about to speak, when a deep voice rang in his ear, "This guy can't be killed for now!"
The space in front of him fluctuated and soon, a large hand ripped through the space, and a figure stepped out, it was Elder Chun Ye.
"Elder Chun Ye, what wind has blown you here? Please, take a seat!" Yang Ji was taken aback, put away the Jade Slip, and quickly prepared tea and water.