"Wow! Mr. Rose, you're so bad!"
Upon seeing her small purse lying intact with exactly 50 gold coins inside, Hilia realized she had been tricked.
She glared angrily at Rose, whose spiritual power had condensed into a virtual image, and hugged her small purse tightly. "This is my life! I won't let anyone steal it!"
Rose chuckled, "Your life came too easily."
"My life isn't just 50 gold coins, it's many, many gold coins, it's all the gold coins in the world!" Hilia emphasized immediately.
"Alright, alright, you're a reincarnated dragon, hurry up and get up, the Lord has invited the Divine Hall's High Priest."
"The High Priest?" Hilia was slightly confused, "Why did he invite the High Priest? Does it have anything to do with me?"
The girl touched her face; the appearance she used to check into the inn was not hers, but Doris's.
And when she was tracking Anarce and hunting the Flame Sun Association, she had Mier's appearance.
