"Divine Thought Combination Method? What type of Secret Manual is it? Where did it come from?" Ling Xiaomin's expression was full of curiosity.
"This... I haven't absorbed the knowledge from the Secret Manual yet, so I don't know what type it is." Qi Rong replied blankly, "The Secret Manual was just delivered, it's from Mr. Ming, a subordinate of Manager Liu from the Great Tang ruins."
"Mr. Ming, isn't he a man who keeps his head raised high, as if he constantly has a nosebleed that won't stop, having to keep his head up, wearing a black suit and black leather shoes, speaking with an air of superiority, as if everyone owes him a few hundred dollars?" Ling Xiaomin suddenly recalled something, her expression showing some displeasure as she asked.
"Pfft!"
Xiao Mu couldn't help but laugh; Ling Xiaomin's description of Mr. Ming was too accurate.
