C56 Corpse Gang

The security room manager's gaze sharpened as he swiftly dialed a number, anticipating Xiaoming's escape.

"Wow, that's a lot. I don't think I have any money." Xiaoming suddenly realized he didn't possess the currency of this world.

"It's surprising that this cultivator, who looks quite human, would dine and dash."

"Shh, shh, shh! Keep it down, don't let him hear you