However, he first read the letter, confirming that the Ninth Grade Spiritual Object, the Purifying Flood Lotus, and the two acres of Water Spirit Fields were all in order.
Only then did he soften his tone.
"Qian'er, it was all my fault! I never should have doubted you…"
When it came to a contest of cultivation, Luo Qian'er's Late Stage of Qi Cultivation Third Layer was no match for Zhou Can.
But in a battle of wits and manipulation, even someone as shrewd as Zhou Can was far inferior to Luo Qian'er.
"There's no point in talking. Let's just say you and I were fated to meet but not to be, Zhou Lang. Take this courtyard back. And find someone else for the Inspector position at the Laundry Room.
Once my twelve-year term is up, I'll just go back home and find someone to marry!"
Luo Qian'er's shoulders trembled as she sobbed uncontrollably. Finally, she played her trump card.
