C1806 Rebirth of the Modern Sword Spirit(20)
Zhu Huan was stunned for a moment. Then, he threw Chiang Zixi's hands away as if he was holding a burning firestone. He staggered two steps back and coughed.
"Boss, you are a god. Isn't it my duty to like you and respect you?"
The young man had a high awareness.
Chiang Zixi's body had recovered quite a bit. She nodded in satisfaction and patted Zhu Huan's shoulder
