C1429 The first inklings of a scam

"Isn't that good enough? What else do you want me to say? " The middle-aged man untied the wine gourd from his waist and took a sip.

"Like this, before long, the entire world will collapse and flow into the Disordered Space, waiting to be refined again. Of course, you do not care, but your descendants are probably going to be in for it, right? "

"This old man, I am just a woodcutter