Ironclad, died and resurrected, I've decided to go to the mic!

[New book launch, ratings will rise]
Qi Ye, a light cone dealer, spends his days trying to sell his light cones.
He believed his light cones were of high quality and low price, but why did every customer chase after him after buying them?
Qiye was very dissatisfied with this.
"It's just a tiny bit of side effects, isn't it?"
Compared to the powerful effects of light cones, isn't this child's play?
"You call this a minor side effect?"
Jing Yuan, with the body of a petite young girl, gritted her teeth and said...
Yang Chaoyue: "Arrogant, arrogant, truly arrogant! I have surpassed everything! Hahahaha!!!"
March 7th: "Uncle Yang, I beg you, please stop! We're practically becoming the villains!"
……
Qi Ye watched the chaotic scene unfold and gave an awkward laugh. "As the saying goes, it's better for a fellow Daoist to die than for me!"
Rather than leaving the side effects on me, I'd rather give them to those who need them!