"People from Witch Ancestor Mountain never leave their territory. You expect us to believe you're one of them just because you say so? Do you think we're fools?" Bai Junjun asked innocently.
Of course, her goal was to provoke Manager Qiao into revealing more truths.
Manager Qiao indeed fell for it.
He rolled his eyes. Since they didn't know he was from Witch Ancestor Mountain, why would they feed him insecticide!
Bai Junjun laughed, "Truth be told, my grass seeds will grow a huge tree inside your stomach. Of course, if you cooperate nicely, my grass seeds will only kill some pests for you. If you don't cooperate... it's not just about killing pests, you will crumble like them and eventually become its nourishment."
As soon as Bai Junjun finished speaking, Manager Qiao was already in so much pain that he almost passed out—not so much from her provocative words, but because the grass seeds launched their final assault.
