“Why did you call us here?”Ran Xiaojuan asked as she walked into the hall. Isabelle looked over and saw that the man’s face was covered in butter and his hair was in a mess as if he had been electrocuted. If not for his exquisite clothes, he would have looked like he had crawled out of a refugee zone...
She really had the demeanor of an alchemist... ”...”. Isabelle thought to herself.
The quality of her sleep these few days was pretty good. Because she needed to ensure sufficient rest during the elf transformation stage, she had to take some time to meditate. Most of the miscellaneous government affairs were allocated to the old judge, she was rather free.
When she saw how the other party looked like he was about to die, she felt a little sorry for him.
Thus, she politely asked someone to brew a cup of rich and sweet coffee for the developers...
