Chen Weiran's head suddenly felt a bit dizzy, he took a deep breath, looking at Yuchi sitting not far away with incomprehension.
He grinned, showing his teeth, sat back down in his chair, frowning.
His eyes occasionally showed some confusion, and sometimes some puzzlement.
"Song Bei."
"I think I just explained everything very clearly, so why are you insisting on investigating this matter?"
"Is your so-called nephew Yuchi more important than the stability of Jiangzhou City?"
He chuckled coldly.
Chen Weiran said puzzlingly, "Fine, even if what you said is true."
"So what? If there really is a demon in Jiangzhou City, can we handle it openly?"
"How would the people look at us?"
"How will we explain it to the people?"
"What do you take us for?"
Yuchi looked at Chen Weiran in amazement, "Oh man, his mind is boggling, like, seriously stop the drama."
He completely couldn't understand what was going on in Chen Weiran's mind.
