After getting into the elevator, Wang Yuehai finally took a breath of relief. He glared at the joyous Master Damo, his dissatisfaction apparent, and said, "Can you even bear to smile? It's always like this, it's exhausting."
"Xiao Wang, that's the charm of mine, irresistible charm, there's nothing I can do about it."
That evildoer grandmaster shrugged his shoulders, boasting with a self-satisfied smile.
"I brought this upon myself, why did I mess around with you for no reason."
Comrade Professor Wang Yuehai's eyebrows were almost twisted into knots, and his complexion was particularly unsightly.
Hearing that, Master Damo flashed a radiant smile and replied, "You're already on board the thief's ship, too late to get off now."
Upon hearing Damo's 'utterly heartless' words, Wang Yuehai no longer wanted to bother with this 'two-faced' guy, whatever.
The two men fell silent for a moment, and quickly arrived on the floor where the chief editor was located.
