Qi Wen looked at Meng Po in astonishment, "You knew about this too? Impressive."
"Hmph. I've been here for billions of years, is there anything I can't see through?"
"Does that mean you've become very cold-hearted?"
"Yes. Although I've never experienced them, I've seen everything in the human world."
"I sympathize with you. Knowing too much is quite tiresome."
"Hmph, I've already planned to resign, but no one agrees to it."
"Haha, did they give you an award?"
"What use do I have for that?"
"Because your work is outstanding, and they commend you."
"Tch."
When it was the woman's turn to drink Meng Po Soup, unexpectedly she knocked over the bowl.
Meng Po immediately grabbed the stick beside her and swung it directly at the woman.
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die."
Saying that, she tried to jump into Naihe.
Qi Wen instinctively cast a spell, and a scream was heard, making the ghost's body even more ethereal.
"Meng Po, did I do something wrong?"
