Zhao Wuji's eyes were dark and terrifying. He liked Baidu's reputation, a circle that had been circulating for a long time. But Baidu had always maintained silence about his pursuit. Now, when he saw Baidu's conversation, he felt as though he had been slapped fiercely in the face.
"Go, say hello!"
Don't let Zhao Wuji come over again to listen to Baidu's words.
"Why would you go? You bastard! That girl you met in the Treasure Attic? Am I really so frightening?"
Faced with Baidu's interrogation, Li Qingyu quickly responded with a bitter smile and displayed his persuasive skills.
Unfortunately, Baidu showed no intention of letting Li Qingyu off as he spoke. His opponent leaned forward and said, "If you don't explain to the girl today, I'll tell Zhao Wuji about the lies you've been feeding them!"
"Woman, you've already said it! You mean it, you really mean it! Do you need a loudspeaker to repeat it again?"
