Crossing the Timeline: Is It Reasonable for Me, the God of Wealth, To Be Short on Money?

"God of Martial Arts… is it?"

The man in black, noticing Su Wen’s silence, continued, "I know you, the divine fate bearer who emerged just a few months ago.

I keep tabs on the affairs of your Huaxia."

"What puzzles me is why you’re the one sent here to rescue someone?

Sending a divine fate bearer who’s at most at the fourth or fifth level, maybe sixth or seventh, to save someone—does Huaxia really underestimate the Demon Witch tribe that much?"

"Even if you possess a true treasure, take a moment to sense your surroundings. Can you still perform Space Teleportation?"

"Normally, as a major power, you should have considered these factors."

"And Huaxia isn’t short of powerful beings, like that God of Theater. I’ve heard he’s quite formidable. Why isn’t he the one here to save anyone?"

"So, can you satisfy my curiosity?"