Chapter 44 The Poorest Dragon King in History

Out of our expectation, the next day we mentioned it to the director, he immediately agreed and also exhorted us that “a belief is true only if you believe in it”, and that we must be sincere, not considering it as superstition; instead, he told us to believe it but not be addicted to it. Li Long Fei drove a car to pick us up. It was hard to describe his car, which was older than “old”. Smell of gasoline prevailed inside it, while the doors and windows were not closed tightly, thus wind would come in when the car was running. It reminded me of when I was a child sitting in my uncle's tricycle along the “bumpy” road. “Hey.” While I was in the car, I teased this eccentric "Dragon King", "You must be the poorest immortal I've ever seen.” "Hehe, sorry." Long Fei had a nervous smile on his face as he stared straight ahead. His hands were tightly gripping the steering wheel, and I could vaguely see that his hands were trembling. Suddenly, a woman crossed the road, which caused Long