"OOF... SILKWORM... OOF GIVE... SILKWORM..."
Silkworm? Luolie furrowed his brows. "What silkworm are you talking about?"
"OOF SILKWORM *&#!#&%...*...#&..."
Yan An, with only a small part of her tongue left, desperately tried to convey her message: she would pay any amount of money as long as she was released.
Luolie couldn't understand and gestured for someone to bring paper and a pen.
"Write!"
Yan An immediately began to write:
"I have money, a lot of money. Whatever amount you want, I'll give it to you!"
Luolie looked at her as if she were an imbecile. "Li Yanluo, does Ninth Master lack your little bit of money?"
Yan An immediately caught the key point and quickly wrote:
"I am not Li Yanluo! My name is Yan An! Did you mistake me for someone else?"
Luolie: "…"
「**」
An Yan, having received Luolie's report, arrived quickly.
Looking at the girl before her, An Yan calculated that the other consciousness within this body had indeed vanished.
