Guan Zian cupped his hands and said, "Your Excellency, you are smart!"

Yan Jiu: "..." I was praised, but I'm not happy at all.

Lang Zongyi's eyes paused on Guan Zian. It was not that he didn't pay attention to Guan Zian's attitude towards them.

Where is the calmness that a Yin spirit should have?

When Sanqingling was taken away by Guan Zian, he was not in the special bureau and did not know the specific situation.

Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I am still confused.

Guan Zian said respectfully: "Please, sir, send them to where they should go, so as not to be taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives."

Yan Jiu looked at the zombie wearing a battle robe.

She knew without any divination that they were from the same period as Guan Zian.

It's just that he died earlier than Guan Zian.

I know that returning to the forest is a place of darkness.

Generally speaking, it is an excellent place for spiritual cultivation.

Yan Jiu looked at Guan Zian's face, but could only see Guan Zian's fate after the words were carved on his cheek.

A small tattoo covers Guan Zian's past destiny. Who has such power?

Yan Jiu thought so and asked this question.

Guan Zian shook his head and said nothing. There were some things that he had not yet said.

Yan Jiu saw that Guan Zian was silent.

No more questions.

She dialed the underworld hotline.

Tell the busy undercover agents to come again.

She has a group of hard-working "craftsmen" who have nowhere to put them and are in urgent need of being transferred to the underworld.

The demand is not high, she only charges the middle price difference.
Chapter completed!