Script theft?
Bi Jianpeng's face was full of bewilderment, leaving him momentarily speechless.
Because he hadn't done such a thing at all.
Seeing Bi Jianpeng's reaction, An Ya couldn't help but furrow her elegant brows.
It was apparent that Bi Jianpeng himself might not even be aware.
"Are you saying this High Martial World is your latest script?"
Bi Jianpeng picked up the manuscript from the table and asked An Ya, astonished.
"My handwritten draft is still here!"
An Ya took out her handwritten draft from her belongings and said coldly, "Moreover, much of the complete content is divided in my two separate drafts. What you have is just the preliminary portion of the manuscript! I don't care whether you stole it or not; please return the manuscript! Otherwise, I can only sue you for infringement!"
However.
Upon hearing these words, Bi Jianpeng was not angry but rather pleased.
