In a grand hall with the giant money tree, countless people kneel in worship, their foreheads bloodied, bowing…
In a grand hall with the giant money tree, countless people kneel in worship, their foreheads bloodied, bowing to the God of Fortune.
But the ornate God of Fortune is none other than Lord Shi, clutching the Gold-Making Vessel with treacherous intent.
He bursts into mad laughter. The money tree begins to sway. A wave of dizziness hits you, and those worshippers begin to melt into coins...