A chill ran through Qiu Han, so profound it felt like the blood in his veins was freezing solid. Zhou Jingyuan's granddaughter… was actually the Zhennan Prince's girlfriend?
This is unreal! It's like I've seen a ghost!
Qiu Han, who had always run roughshod over everyone on Qingqiu Dao, could never have imagined that he would one day pick a fight with the wrong person. No, this is worse; this is like kicking a plate of solid titanium alloy. What do I do? What in the world do I do now?
Cold sweat poured down Qiu Han's back like a waterfall. He wanted to step forward and apologize, but his limbs were completely stiff, refusing to move an inch.
"I don't need the gifts. You can handle this, can't you?" Chen Yang had no habit of accepting gifts and didn't want to waste any more time here. He directed his question to Tang Jiren.
Tang Jiren awkwardly put away the wooden box, nodding repeatedly. "Rest assured, Governor. I know what to do!"
"I mean, bury him," Chen Yang added.
