Lin Qiao looked at the man at the door coldly and said to him through clenched teeth, "Lan Lu, you better have something really important to say to us, or I'll make you suffer sexual dysfunction for three years."
Wu Chengyue was holding Lin Qiao in his arms. On hearing her words, his smiling face froze for a second. Soon, he adjusted his expression and said to Lan Lu slowly with a small smile, "Mr. Lan, are you aware that interrupting people might cause you to suffer a lightning strike?"
Following his voice, a series of lightning sizzle was heard from the ceiling. Meanwhile, Purple lightning bolts flashed across the ceiling, seeming about to descend at any time.
"No! No, no…" Lan Lu hurriedly raised both hands and made a step backward. After moving out of the door, he carefully stuck his head out from behind the door and said with embarrassment, "Eh-hem, I do have something important to say to you. It's very, very important!"
