After dealing with those people, Chuzheng dragged the River God back to the pharmacy, with Lang Sha following behind.
"Miss Chuzheng, how did you catch him?"
"Aren't you a mortal?"
"How can you deal with a River God?"
Lang Sha's questions came one after another, and suddenly the curtain behind them was lifted by a pair of hands, and someone bent slightly to come out from behind.
Lang Sha's voice abruptly disappeared, as he warily stared at the distinguished man.
Why is he still with Miss Chuzheng?
"Where have you been?" Xuan Ying didn't look at Lang Sha, only fixating on Chuzheng, his voice carrying a slight chill of the night.
Chuzheng: "Catching loaches."
Xuan Ying paused slightly: "Caught them?"
Chuzheng held up the loach: "Of course."
When the big shot makes a move, there's no reason not to catch them.
Xuan Ying's gaze lingered on the loach for a few seconds, then turned to ask Chuzheng: "Any discoveries?"
Chuzheng summarized it in a few sentences.
