All of this happened fluidly, Xiao Qiang had already finished in the blink of an eye. At this moment, the ghost's head was looking at Xiao Qiang with a face full of anger, almost ready to fly over and bite him to death.
"You evil spirit daring to be presumptuous towards me is simply seeking death," Xiao Qiang said disdainfully as he looked at the ghost's head. His voice was not loud, but it actually caused the evil spirit to tremble.
"Who the hell are you to barge into my office? What do you want?" His voice was very deep, giving a sense of oppression from the depths, quite authoritative. If a commoner heard his roaring anger, they would probably be trembling with fear, not knowing how to act.
The man slowly opened his eyes, but there was no luster in his gaze, rather it was numb and cold,
