When Qin Jiu brought them in, they would meet some people greeting each other from time to time.
"Yo, where did Qin Jiu bring this brat from?"
Qin Jiu smiled and waved his hand. "The brat from District Seven is here to look for Zhao."
The Nightmare Cat was speechless.
'You're the brats. Your entire family are brats. I'm old enough to be your ancestor!'
A certain cat cursed in its heart.
In the office of the person in charge of District One.
Zhao, whom Qin Jiu was talking about, was scolding something loudly.
"How many times have I told you?! Don't tear down the house, don't tear it down. Are you siblings the reincarnation of a husky? Are you so capable?! How many complaints have I received about you? If you want to fight the heretics, fight them properly! Last time you tore down their house, the time before that, you almost burned the forest down. How much money have I spent on you?!"
