บท 102: Success

It was rush hour at this time. Roland mixed with the throng of people coming home from work, twisting and turning in the central city districts, especially searching for small lanes and alleys to worm through.

After half an hour, he took a shortcut back to his neighborhood.

If Jin Wenwen could still track him like this, Roland would surrender to her.

In the afternoon, Roland stayed at home reading the forums and chatting with the idiotic mage players in the group, occasionally answering their questions, but mostly bragging with them and telling dirty jokes.

It was quite a pleasant and fulfilling afternoon.

Hawk's transfer of 120,000 yuan had arrived, and in addition to the recent tips here and there on the forums, Roland's personal balance was now close to 400,000 yuan.

This was before mages even started paying for his specialty.