Qian Cheng's mind kept repeating Wang Tie's words after he ended the call.
Transformation?
What transformation?
Could it be like in the movies, transforming into a werewolf when there is a full moon?
"Tsk—"
Qian Cheng chuckled. He did not believe the bullshit Wang Tie had spouted. However, there was not a lot that would make Wang Tie give up an assignment and firmly refund the money. Could it be that, after serving a jail term, this paparazzi king had lost his nerve?
No way.
Qian Cheng drummed his fingers on the table, recalling every word that Wang Tie had said. Mulling through, he picked up a few things. Wang Tie so readily refunding him, could the paparazzi king be afraid of the other party's status?
