Second morning.
Su Weiwei lay on Jiang Fan, sleeping soundly like a baby. Her impressive and fiery figure was fully revealed, and her beautiful, charming face contained myriad expressions of allure, exuding a faint fragrance.
Like a ripe peach.
After a night of tumbling, even though her physique was special, she was a bit exhausted.
At this moment, Jiang Fan sensed a message from deep in his sea of consciousness: "You paid the taxes for Yunze City, bribed Money Gang Elder He Yuliang, leaving him highly pleased, thereby surviving a killing disaster, and obtaining two hundred luck points."
"Hmm?!"
Feeling this message, Jiang Fan was instantly delighted, even though he did not gain a fortuitous encounter this time, the full two hundred luck points were enough for him to do many things, surely greatly enhancing his power.
If this happens a few more times, he might soon accumulate over a thousand luck points.
By then, he could become a Martial Arts Grandmaster.
