Chapitre 152: People with Slit Eyes Are Monsters!

Song Qingshu slunk through the door with a guilty conscience. After all, he had come here several times in order to grab the stone ghost mask and had even sent his subordinates to take it by force… but now he fully understood that the true strength of this household wasn't something that he could contend against; a pair of long johns could send the Lady of the Castle's competent subordinate, Ah Zuo, flying. How frighteningly strong must the senior be, to be able to create such a magic treasure?

The old man poured Song Qingshu a glass of water, placed it on the coffee table and pushed it in front of him. "Is there anything you want to say?"