Xie Qiao did not walk toward her residence, but walked slowly in another direction.
"Why should I talk about morality with him?" Xie Qiao was very calm, and her face was calm. "I want to fulfill my customer's last wish. What does it have to do with me whether this charlatan will die from the salt sprinkled by me?"
Jiang Jinlu felt that there was something wrong with his eldest senior sister. "This person... is in the same line of work as you, and he does the same thing, right..."
After saying that, he felt that he was done for.
Xie Qiao stopped in her tracks, and a chill ran down her face.
"You can insult me for being ugly."
"I'm not…" It was Senior Brother Sang who thought she was ugly…
"You can say that I don't have long to live!
