Perhaps it was the visitor's miserable tone, or maybe the idea of 'being sent to sleep in the basement by his wife' was too funny, but the tension in the lounge evaporated instantly.
Ruan Qi's spiritual power reached its peak, like a rainbow bubble that burst with a 'pop', dissipating messily.
Jiang Chunian froze as well, unable to believe that at such a tense moment, someone would talk about being sent to sleep in the basement by his wife.
He and Ruan Qi simultaneously turned their heads to look at the visitor sent to sleep in the basement.
The old gentleman, with a Civilization Cane in his hand and a Windsor knot on his tie, flashed a harmless smile, "Miss Qi Sha, am I disturbing you?"
With Jiang Chunian present, Ruan Qi remained silent, just slowly shook her head.
