Zhou Yu, whose skin was as thin as paper, was almost in tears.
Who would have thought that following the master to attend a carnival party would end up being a terrifying counter-surveillance espionage escape script...
In a flash, he was still worried in his heart: "What about my master? Isn't it very dangerous for her to stay here?"
The seductive expression on the dancer's face completely disappeared, replaced by a mocking look as she glanced at Zhou Yu: "Young man, take care of your own little life, don't drag down our boss. Our boss doesn't need your worry."
Zhou Yu: "..."
Bo...Boss???
The master he respected the most, besides being the goddess Xihe, seemed to have another terrible identity he didn't know!
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At this moment.
In the women's restroom.
Qin Xin washed her hands and took out a small bottle of potion and drank it.
She was aware that there was something wrong with the juice, but if she had refused to drink it on the spot, Wolff would have flipped out for sure.
