Accompanied by cold words, the figure that Gao Gong had seen before, that indistinct-faced woman appeared.
Her expression was sinister and violent, with eyes seemingly dripping 'illegally obtained instructions' as venom. Her nails disappeared, fingers elongated, skin wrinkled, like a fusion of a Western Old Witch and Black Mountain Demon. When she moved, it was the sound of her claws trampling on the data net, a dense 'dida' sound.
"Boss, my wife, she—" Black Python felt his jaws trembling.
"Yeah, your wife is taking a big dump," Gao Gong said calmly.
"Is this her, her previous personality?"
"If I guessed correctly, your wife's previous personality has already been wiped out by her."
