"Why don't you let me do it for you..."

Before Harveys could finish, Irene shook her head and looked at him with empty eyes and said, "No, I have a spare. This armor has been with me for a long time."

Oh, so it was emotion that was used.

Does she have such feelings?

Like an ice hole...

"What a coincidence! Tang is back just in time. Maybe he has some ideas."

Hearing this, Irene walked around Harvis and went in.

A cool breeze blew over his head, which was a bit embarrassing.

Should I follow him in or not?

Never mind, let's just follow in...

Jerry, who happened to be coming downstairs to prepare midnight snacks for Don and Jasmine, was stunned when he saw the two of them.

Jerry then walked over and whispered to Harveys, "My Lord, when you were leaving just now, I told you not to look down and mutter to yourself, because you'll probably run into ghosts. Now you've really run into one, haven't you?"

"Don't talk nonsense, he is a guest."

Jerry glanced at Irene, who was selecting something from a display case.

"That's true. Every time this female hero comes here, she buys a lot of things."

At this time, Irene came over and asked, "William Tang, is he still there?"

For some reason, when someone says this, you don't think anything wrong with it.

But Irene's cold words and expressionless face made it seem like this:

"Is William Tang dead?"

Jerry sighed for a long time until Harveys kicked him.

"Yes, I'm fine. Thank you for your concern."

Harveys wiped his face speechlessly.

......