"You, as such a big boss, lost on a detail like this. Aren't you ashamed?"
Bai Zhi stopped fighting and withdrew her hand, starting to talk about Han Sheng.
"Couldn't you just get some pig blood? You think this looks real?"
Ancestor: "..."
Han Sheng: "..." He was actually being lectured by a little girl? What's going on?
"Why are you glaring? Am I wrong?"
Bai Zhi snorted coldly, pointing at the tomato sauce directly,
"You just wanted us to think you were seriously injured and couldn't enter, so I'd open the door, right?"
Bai Zhi looked like she was the smartest person ever.
In that instant, Bai Zhi sent the Golden Needle flying. Han Sheng immediately used his palm to block, not expecting the needle to go right through his hand and into his shoulder.
Han Sheng's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked toward the Ancestor.
The look said, aren't you always talking about righteousness and virtue? Yet your descendant launches a sneak attack.
