Self?
Seeing money as dung?
Ridiculous!
Utterly ridiculous.
If others knew that I'd rather wallow in piles of money daily and sleep with the smell of coins, would their fantasies about the Master shatter?
Thinking about it, Ji You decided to maintain the image the public had of them.
Thus, Ji You didn't utter half a word.
Seeing the expression on Ji You's face looked genuinely bizarre. The burly man said, "Little Miss, take my advice and back off, or the other party might come and pick a fight. This floor space is occupied by strong people."
Ji You: "..."
Ji You twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Thanks for the heads up."
Burly man: "Don't mention it, it's nothing."
Then—
Ji You took a step forward, continuing inward.
The burly man hurriedly stopped her saying, "Little Miss, what are you doing? I told you the floor inside is all taken."