บท 194: Fake Holy Son of Light

'Fuck! Fifty billion divine points, even my ancestors won't be able to pay.' Fei couldn't help but cursed after hearing such a hefty amount. His current net worth was around ten billion since he spends another ten billion on different items to implement his plan.

And, this wasn't his income either. It was given by his dad; on his own, he can barely make one billion divine points in ten years. This is also why he cursed because he doesn't know whether his dad will give him money or not.

But Fei didn't have time to argue now, he simply ignores Linger after cursing the system and looked at the angel in front of him. The angel seems to have fallen in deep thought, finally, Fei walked near her snaps his finger.

"Tap"

"Hey, why are you taking so long to think? I need your help to kill that guy." Fei looked at the Killing Metal Tiger in front of him and asked with little haste in his tone.