A figure appeared in a villa.
The man called Leyson broke out in cold sweat when he heard his subordinate's report.
"No!" He kicked Grayer and became unconscious. He shouted, "No! I have to make up for this myself!"
The next morning.
Shang Sizhan went out.
Shi Qian sat on the sofa on the first floor. She hugged her computer and dealt with her concerns.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. "Qianqian, it's me," Murong Jing said.
Shi Qian immediately put down her laptop and opened the door.
"Morning." Murong Jing smiled and greeted her.
"Did you not follow your Sect Master today?" Shi Qian asked lazily.
"Today is my rest." Murong Jing walked into the room.
The two returned to the sofa and sat down. Murong Jing handed a black card to Shi Qian immediately after.
"Is this a gift for me?" Shi Qian looked at the card in her hand. "There's no need to return the favor, right?"
