Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver

Chapter 1262

Countless information flooded Wilbur's soul, leaving him unconscious for over half an hour before he finally woke up.

Wilbur opened his eyes, getting to his feet as he mumbled to himself, "That was the reward? What now?"

After remaining in the same position for a while, Wilbur cursed out loud.

"You were just trying to get me to contribute more, you old geezer! Where the hell am I supposed to find so many contributions, huh? How dare you call yourself a god, luring and baiting me so shamelessly?"

After yelling for a few minutes, Wilbur seemed to be a little scared as his head shrank back into his neck and he stole a wary glance at the Dragon's Altar.

Upon making sure that the old dragon's consciousness had long since disappeared, Wilbur sneered coldly and left his demiplane.

The next morning.

Roshan and the others sent Wilbur to the airport and parted ways with him wistfully.

Wilbur boarded the plane with Ryder to return to Seechertown. Roshan and the others waited until the plane had completely disappeared from their sight before leaving, overwhelmed with emotion.

Over at the Sleeping Buddha Temple in Gamuda City, the capital of Shai.

temple hall. Across him was a long line of faithful

and all of its people including the emperor were faithful

gods in his dreams when he was three, and thus sent to live at

age of four, and then share and preach the Dharma by the age of five.

20 and had heavenly clouds and melodic hymns

was, and they were certain that

Loja was made national chaplain to

of power at the mere

of Shia respected him greatly, and the

he was barely even forty years old. He lounged on his throne in dazzling golden robes, a serene expression on

and he would put his hand on their heads while reciting some

to Loja, still kneeling as

the blessing ceremony was done for the day. Those

up, smiling at the crowd before turning to

Shia, and also where Shia did most of his cultivating. It was located

monk stood guard by the door. This was where he rested, and others were prohibited from entering. Even the

the bridge, coming

Kamura kneeling at the door, his wounded, crippled body trembling from

him and headed into the chambers before sitting down on a red wooden chair in the