Bab 781: A Mountain of Paperwork and a Sea of Meetings is the Death of a Man

"Submit… To you?"

Xuan Mo shook her head somewhat incredulously. She had long felt that Xia Xiaohe's brain was abnormal. And now she was more and more convinced of her judgment.

This young girl looked pure and pleasant, perhaps she was like their previous boss who was accidentally hit on the head when he went to the lower realm. Although there were many kinds of Fallen Immortal, no one would be as out of mind and unique as Xia Xiaohe was. In Nine Regions, perhaps only that pair of Master and disciple could compete with her.

On the other hand, Bai Ze looked calm. He stared at Xia Xiaohe seriously, waiting for further explanation.

"What's with your expression? Do you think I'm a retard? How rude!" Xia Xiaohe looked offended and puzzled. She said, "I'm seriously pointing out a clear way for you. You treat me as if I'm an idiot!"