There were two despicable people in He Cheng's mind.
A small figure reminded him that as long as he played Qiao Nian and Lu Qi, he would have three million yuan!
Another despicable person reminded him that Qiao Nian was the god of death. He had to leave quickly, or he would die miserably!
In the end, his fear of Qiao Nian prevailed. He could only flee.
He wasn't a fool. He had just realized that Qiao Nian was decisive. She was definitely a martial artist. How could his lousy skills compare to a martial artist's?
How strange. This woman could clearly resolve everything herself, but that night, she didn't make a move. Instead, she let Fourth Master resolve everything.
Could it be that she had some special relationship with Fourth Master?
No, at that time, Fourth Master didn't seem to be familiar with her.
