บท 812: People are Worth Less than Clothes

The Wan Jian House, to Ling Xian, was the same as his home. Though he didn't spend much time here, he still felt like he belonged here.

Yet right before his eyes, a scumbag was roaming inside his home. Why wouldn't he be furious?

To minimize the problem, the examiner was painting the Wan Jian House a bad picture. But to speak bluntly, he was stopping the Wan Jian House's growth.

Not only was this girl a genius, even if she was just an ordinary mortal, but she also cannot be treated that way.

Therefore, Ling Xian decided to show his face in order to find justice for the girl and to get rid of the scum inside the Wan Jian House.

After feeling her body lifting off the ground, the young girl's face turned white. She felt somewhat shocked and somewhat fearsome.

Luckily, this fear didn't last long before she arrived at her destination.

Then, she heard a warm statement that made her feel safe.

"You don't need to say anything. Just leave it to me."