Xie Qiao put away her sword and returned to her feet.
Then, she exhaled. "Forget it if you can't clean them. These bronze mirrors can't be used anymore."
Zhou Weizong and the others heaved a sigh of relief.
"Do you need Minister Xie Qing and my help now?" Zhao Xuanjing felt that he and Xie Pinggang were like two wooden staff, no different from the surrounding flowers and plants.
"This is just the beginning. Later..." Xie Qiao smiled at Zhao Xuanjing with a flattering smile. "I should be able to use you."
"Senior Sister, just tell me what to do." Zhao Xuanjing was quite happy. Then, he glanced at Xie Pinggang leisurely, "Minister Xie, don't stay idle. You're such a big man. Standing here is a hindrance. Later, if someone asks you to put in some effort, don't be slow and careless."
The Crown Prince was especially picky today.
He did not know how to capture souls…
"Yes!" Xie Pinggang agreed readily.
