Stealing the Yuri Protagonist Harem

e due to reason.

“Uh, because it’s not my turn to be on duty today…” Hu Dingtian’s face looked embarrassed.

Hearing his words, Luo Wusheng was stunned in shock.

Then he widened his eyes.

“Hold on,… don’t tell me, rather than going there to have fun, you guys went there to…”

Knowing that his Holy Saint had already understood his meaning, Hu Dingtian’s face turned red like blood vessels and nodded in shame.

“Just, we are going there just to get some funds for the Pavillion, um, since the fund is a little.
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uh, a little tight“

Hu Dingtian’s voice was very small, but it sounded like a thunderbolt in Luo Wusheng’s ears.

He really didn’t expect that the Demon Artifact Pavilion had fallen to this point, and the dignified staff had to go to Fireworks to make a living by doing ‘escort’ service!

No wonder he looked like he was drained dry! He literally got drained!

When he looked at Hu Dingtian again, his eyes were already filled with complexity.

But then he felt that something was wrong.

“Is the situation in the Demon Artifact Pavilion really so difficult? Hasn’t the Demon sect distributed any rewards for guarding the Pavilion this year?”

The Demon Artifact Pavilion is located far away in the royal city, and salaries are paid on an annual basis.
However, the corresponding rewards that each officer gets are very high, enough to cover the living expenses of the members of the Artifact Pavilion for the entire year, and it should be enough to cover the cost of anything cultivation related to.

Hearing Luo Wusheng’s words, Hu Dingtian’s face showed a hint of anger.

“It’s all that damn Lu Bin’s fault!”

He glared at the ground with hatred.
“If it weren’t for that guy, even though we were ostracized and sent here, we wouldn’t have fallen this low and gotten into this predicament!”

“There is more to this? Tell me more,” said Luo Wusheng, his face slightly darkened.
It seemed that there was a story behind this.

“Your Highness, the truth is that our Demon Artifact Pavilion only has one crafter this year, named Lu Bin.
Some of the weapons we have placed in this tower were also made by him.”

“At first, even if our pavilion only had one crafter, it didn’t matter much, Since we couldn’t sell any of the weapons he made, and although he was still the only crafter in our Demon Artifact Pavilion, we still respected him.”

“Unexpectedly, this bastard Lu Bin secretly contacted the sect after meeting a certain quota and gave all the rewards from the sect for this year to an elder within the sect.
With the help of that elder, he snuck onto a Return Sea-Crossing Demon Sect ship and returned to the sect incognito, leaving only a few of us who couldn’t make artifacts to guard the Pavillion!”

Hu Dingtian gritted his teeth.

“Can’t you contact the sect to report this?” Luo Wusheng frowned.

“We have tried, but It’s not that easy.
Since he dared to go back, he’s naturally not afraid of us reporting him.
At that time, all the communications from the Demon Artifact Pavilion were intercepted by that elder.
Moreover, we were all disciples who had been ostracized by the Demonic Sect, and we couldn’t find anyone to send a message for us…”

“By then, after several failed attempts to send messages, we had to give up and find another way out.”

“We tried to practice the weapon refining skills in the Demon Artifact Pavilion, hoping to send a message back to the Demon Sect when we met the crafting quota.
But we were just low-level disciples from the Hehuan Realm, and we couldn’t possibly have any weapon-refining talent…”

“As you know, our cultivation method in the Hehuan Realm requires both the Yin and Yang energy to practice, but by then, we couldn’t even afford to go to the brothel to cultivate.
We had to go to the fireworks place instead, and later on, we couldn’t even afford that…”

So they borrowed money everywhere and ended up working there.

Luo Wusheng understood everything.

He fell silent for a moment, then lightly brushed his storage bag.

A pile of spirit stones fell to the ground with a clatter.

As the Holy Saint of the Demon Sect, he didn’t lack any of these things.

“Little Hu, go and take these spirit stones and exchange them for some currency that can be used in the royal city.
When the other three come back from their duty, we’ll go together to get you all some clean clothes, then have a good meal and finally come back to clean up the attic of the pavilion.”

“Remember this, from now on, you guys will be following me.”

Hu Dingtian’s gaze was a little dull, as if he didn’t believe nor realize what was happening.

“Ah, then, what do you want to do?” he instinctively asked.

Luo Wusheng smiled.

“I’m going to practice using the Demon Sect’s refining technique.”