"Yes." Jiang Beiran continued to nod.
"Hiss…" Ji Qinglin took a deep breath and then burst into laughter.
After laughing for a while, Ji Qinglin said,""I had this feeling from the moment I saw you. Your brain is more or less the same as mine."
Jiang Beiran looked straight at him and smiled, but did not reply.
He took out a fine red rosewood cigarette stick from his pocket, lit it up, put it into his mouth, and took a puff. Ji Qinglin sized Jiang Beiran up and said,""Are you planning to tell Old Yin about this after hearing it?"
As soon as Ji Qinglin finished speaking, two more options popped up.
[Choice 1:"You must be joking, Cult Master. Of course I won't go back and tell you."[Completion Reward: Zhaowu Ghost Book (Earth Grade Low-Rank)]
[Option 2: Yes.] [Completion Reward: Random Special Attribute Point +1]
"So profitable!?"
Jiang Beiran was so happy that his eyes almost narrowed when he saw another Special Attribute Point.
