Chi Jiao looked at the old woman and chuckled. "Old woman, looks like you can't bear to part with us. Do you want to come with us? I'll prepare a high-end cell for you so that you can enjoy your later years?"
The old woman was extremely angry. She glared at Chi Jiao and screamed hysterically, "It's all your fault for ruining my plans. I'm going to kill you!"
Chi Jiao's seemingly exhausted mental strength swept out again, wrapping tightly around the old woman's limbs like a chain and pulling her over with all her might.
The old woman never expected this to happen. She cried out in surprise and struggled with all her might. "That's impossible. Isn't your mental strength exhausted?"
Shen Xing's little face appeared in the mirror. It looked at the old woman mockingly and said, "My Jiaojiao is an intern manager of 117. Her power is limitless. How can you exhaust it?"
