Hou Ming sighed and said, "Compared to Director Lang, I do have much to learn. I wonder if Your Excellency has subdued the zombies and retrieved the Three Pure Ones Bell?"
Lang Zongyi suddenly asked, "Do you have a questionnaire to conduct?"
Hou Ming shook his head subconsciously: "No."
Lang Zongyi sneered: "Judging from how well you know how to ask questions and be sarcastic, it's a pity you're not a paparazzi. If you ever want to change careers in the future, don't hesitate to ask me for a letter of introduction."
Hou Ming was furious.
He gritted his teeth and said irritably, "Could it be that the Chief Advisor sacrificed himself in the inner circle, which is why only Director Lang came out looking so weak? If you needed help, we would have gone in to assist you no matter what."
Lang Zongyi's breathing suddenly steadied, and he said with great interest, "Are you cursing her?"
Chen Cheng instinctively felt that this was a trap.
They couldn't respond.
Unfortunately, Hou Ming's mouth was faster than his brain.
Hou Ming shook his head dismissively: "How can this be a curse? It's just stating the facts. If she can subdue the zombies and retrieve the Three Pure Ones Bell, then I..."
I hadn't even uttered the word "admiration" yet.
Yan Jiu's voice rang out from behind Lang Zongyi.
"You'll kneel down and acknowledge me as your father?"
Hou Ming choked.
He looked Yan Jiu up and down; he was all in good condition, as if he wasn't going to fight but to go on vacation.
Yan Jiu looked at Lang Zongyi carefully.
Lang Zongyi was puzzled by Yan Jiu's gaze and was about to ask her a question when Yan Jiu quickly looked away.
Yan Jiu said seriously, "Let's go out first."
She did not pursue Hou Ming's words.
He was so kind it was as if he had become a completely different person.
Until they had just left Zhifanlin.
I haven't met with Ma Weiwei and the others yet.
Yan Jiu tripped over her own feet in a second, her clumsy acting startling Lang Zongyi, who didn't manage to dodge her in time.
Lang Zongyi stared blankly at Yan Jiu, who had thrown herself into his arms and was groping him, and wondered whether he should throw her out.
While examining Lang Zongyi's palm and bone structure, Yan Jiu feigned a delicate, girlish voice: "I'm so weak~"
Lang Zongyi pursed his lips and remained silent.
Thinking of Yan Jiu's previous domineering appearance, and then looking at the person pretending to be weak and frail.
The contrast is striking.
This made Lang Zongyi hesitate.
We're unsure if Yan Jiu is having a relapse; let's wait and see.
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