"What kind of psycho is this? Did someone kick his brain in?"
Qiao Yi burst into a rage, even wanting to rush into the projector and drag that robed figure out to tell him the Qing Dynasty is over!
"And what's this about accepting punishment? I'd like to see between us, who is going to punish whom!"
The warehouse was plunged back into darkness, and the team that went to find the projector also returned with it.
On the way back to the hotel, the more Qiao Yi thought about it, the angrier she got—not just because of the ridiculous robed figure's threat, but also because she realized she actually had no way to deal with him!
Anyone who went to a meeting full of caution, only to watch a lunatic's speech, would feel this sense of being played. Qiao Yi was so angry she found everything displeasing!
"I must find him! I have to!"
Lu Yanchuan watched Qiao Yi pacing around in the room and, after much forbearance, finally pulled her down to sit on the sofa.
