The Wolf Is Fierce and Cautious

The old ghost worker seemed particularly wary of that steel processing plant.

His beer swayed in his hand, and his gaze was eerie.

"My apprentice, Xiao Ling, was only two hundred years old. Because he went to that cursed factory, he lost his life at such a young age..."

"Sigh..."

A dark cloud drifted across the sky, and a light rain began to fall.

It was slightly chilly.

The system suddenly sent a message.

It was from Liu Ruoqing.

"Come to my room."

Zhao Yi looked at the message, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Taking the train back to the guild's headquarters, Zhao Yi arrived at room 707.

The alluring Liu Ruoqing was already freshened up in the room.

"Sit."

She flashed a charming smile, her eyes slightly tipsy, as if she had drunk some wine.

Her body exuded the scent of rose petals, mixed with a hint of red wine.

Such a fiery woman, yet her fragrance was subtle.

It was as if you ventured deep into a rose garden, only to find a lily blooming at its center.

Zhao Yi sat down across from her.

"Having another episode?"

He picked up a pen, intending to open his notebook.

But Liu Ruoqing, looking down from above, lifted her jade-like leg, her pearl-like toes lightly pressing on the back of Zhao Yi's hand.

"Enough, no need to pretend."

"Zhao Yi, you're a smart person, so smart that sometimes I wish I had met you sooner."