C134 The Plagiarist Behind Me

Her eyelids twitched.

Was Zorin sitting in his office every day waiting for his immortal ascension?

Perhaps he could tell what the woman was thinking. He raised his eyebrows impatiently and said in an annoyed tone, "What? Do you have a problem with my office?"

She coldly retracted her gaze and sat down at the seat closest to Zorin. She shook her head