"Qin Zhao," his tone became a bit more serious, "you go out first."
Qin Zhao replied with a sarcastic "Hehe," which sent a shiver down his spine.
He wanted to eat a piece of fruit to mask the turmoil inside him, but before Qin Zhao left, she snatched the fruit from his hands and left with the plate of fruit.
The fruit that this old lady cut, you think you're worthy of eating it?
Eat fart, you damn dog thing!
Seeing Qin Zhao leave, Chu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and continued to carefully review the documents.
Meanwhile, Qin Zhao was outside, angrily eating fruit when she suddenly thought of the soul she was nurturing in her talisman. So she released Gong Leyi's soul.
"Little Yi, do me a favor."
"Sure, just tell me what you need, Sister."
Souls residing in a soul-nourishing charm would feel very comfortable. Gong Leyi's original soul was not strong, but now it had become much more formidable.
