'Qian Juduo?'
'Could the name be any more on-the-nose?'
'Figures for the family that manages the Mountain and Sea Empire's wealth. Even their names are so... hm, prosperous. Blatantly prosperous.'
'I wonder if they have anyone named Qian Tons-of-Money, Qian Lots-of-Money, or Qian More-Money-Than-You-Can-Spend?'
Mo Qi grumbled to himself. He was surprised, but not to the point of being worried or afraid.
A person might be able to hide their personality, but their fundamental way of doing things is hard to change.
As a member of one of the Empire's Six Great Clans, Mo Qi refused to believe that Qian Duoduo didn't have any trump cards.
Yet, after being robbed by Mo Qi and his group, he hadn't revealed his identity or called for backup. He hadn't even used any powerful techniques. It showed he wasn't the type to hold a grudge over every little thing.
'He's probably more of a goofball than anything else.'
