Xiang Tiantian tugged at Zhou Zhengde's arm, whispering: "Brother, the adult asked, still no news?"
"Yes," Zhou Zhengde sighed, "perhaps only my grandfather knows some exact information... Sorry."
The butterfly drifted away gracefully.
Zhou Zhengde breathed a soft sigh of relief.
Due to Xiang Tiantian's identity, he also felt some pressure when facing Spirit Cultivator No.5.
A moment later;
Inside Zheng Shiduo's office.
Gao Huating sat down with her slender legs together, looking curiously at Zhou Zhengde.
She had been getting slimmer recently.
It wasn't a dry thinness or emaciation, but a change in her body caused by spiritual energy, with a slimmer waist and longer neck, as if gradually influenced by her past life, adding an ethereal beauty untethered from the mortal world.
Zhou Zhengde placed the watch on the coffee table, and several beams of light from the dial interwove into a projection screen, showing some photos.
