Trafford's Trading Club
Luo Qiu became the boss of a ‘club’ by chance. It was a weird club that sold strange items, assisted by a servant girl with 300 years of work experience. Countless people with dreams, hopes and ambitions came to the club, exchanging everything precious they owned just to fulfill their desires. They would offer their lifespan, items, and even their soul. Each successful trade would increase Luo Qiu’s lifespan by a little. “Tribute successful, your lifespan has increased by 99 years.” Thus, Luo Qiu began his endless life as the club’s boss.
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Éditeur: TheSloth
"Ah!"
Lizi made a horrifying voice and then covered her mouth with her hands immediately.
But Ren Ziling didn’t blame her---Because she couldn’t suppress her fear as well. She even felt her back turned cold after hearing Lui Chaosheng’s statement about the accident.
All the villagers took an innocent woman to the cliff together and threw her down into the sea alive regardless her pleas.
It was not only ruthless, it frightened people thinking about human’s ogrish hearts.
Ren Ziling sighed, "Fatuity is always abnormally terrible."
She gave a wry smile, "I understand why you insist not to tell Yiyun. If she knew such thing, she…"