His refusal was expected, but it still left Yu Zhi with a trace of disappointment. She pressed her lips together. "Then do you have a better idea?"
Xue Xiongsen pinched his temple, and suddenly an fleeting image flashed through his mind. His brows relaxed all at once.
He stared at the young girl, as if seeing something precious, and smiled with remarkable kindness. "Little Zhi, are you still raising Gu lately? How's it going?"
As soon as those words escaped his mouth, Yu Zhi immediately guessed what he intended to do. She picked up her tablet and flipped to the drinks section. "Quite well. Killing someone wouldn't be a problem."
"Do you still have the one you used before?"
"Only one bottle left."
"Can you make a few more bottles?" Currently feeling the heat, Xue Xiongsen's tone carried a hint of urgency. "I can provide all the materials."
