Nevertheless, it couldn’t be denied that Tai Yinzi indeed fitted into this century fairly quickly. Though something was wrong with what he was concerned with.
A hardworking Black Soul Envoy was probably what the club was delighted to hear and see---One could almost hear the laughter of the altar from the basement’s third floor.
The finger pressed on top the corner of the white card, while the opposite corner was pressed against the tabletop. In this way, the white cards rolled slowly within Luo Qiu’s sight.
This time Luo Qiu chose to take a look at the potential customer’s information with Miss Maid.
As the white card slowly turned, some indistinct frames were being played in the air ... The potential customer’s recent life.
It suddenly occurred to Luo Qiu, how would the potential customer see from the perspective of You Ye’s maid who had been serving over 300 years. Therefore, he asked, "What do you think of this potential customer?"
