After saying that, Lu Zijia suddenly corrected herself again and said, as if something was definitely wrong, "Right, Deputy Director, you already knew that. So, that's an extra crime?
"Ah, Deputy Director, you've committed such serious crimes. The King of Hell will definitely throw you into a pot of oil and fry you. Tut-tut, I wonder if you smell good or bad after you're being fried."
Lu Zijia said as she touched her chin with one hand, as if she was seriously thinking about the smell of the Deputy Director after she was being fried.
The Deputy Director, who used to compliment Lu Zijia a lot at first, looked extremely pale after hearing what Lu Zijia said. Those creepy old eyes of hers seemed like she was poisoned.
"Good, good! What a clever girl with strong eloquence. I'll see if you can still be as sharp-tongued as you are now when I extract your soul and refine it!"
