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