Chapter 1897: Magic Apostle (18)
"Of course. When I help you, you thank me, that’s polite."
Chuzheng nodded seriously, her face stern.
Even if it’s not useful, listening doesn’t hurt anything!
"Alright then." The young man let out a slight breath, as if somewhat helpless: "Thank you."
Chuzheng: "..."
The Good Person Card is so obedient?
Chuzheng cautiously sized up the person in front of her.
Although the young man smiled innocently, Chuzheng sensed hardly any goodwill; in those pale golden pupils, there always seemed to gleam a hint of malice.
"So then..." Sure enough, the young man drew out his words: "Why are you here?"
"..."
If I say I happened to be passing by, will you believe me?
Chuzheng thought the Good Person Card definitely wouldn’t believe it.