"Go out and fix the trouble you caused, if you can't, just buy yourself a burial plot."
Si Xue's cold voice sounded, then she hung up the phone.
"Huh?"
Her abrupt words left Liu Zheng a bit taken aback.
He's caused a lot of trouble outside, but which one is this about now?
"What are you pondering? Hurry up and get lost."
Niu Ma urged.
"Big Brother, can I borrow your Memorial Medal?"
Liu Zheng cautiously asked.
"Take it, and hurry up."
Niu Ma directly tossed the Memorial Medal to him.
"So straightforward? It's obvious that he really wants some peace and quiet."
Liu Zheng shrugged, left the lounge, and headed outside the restaurant.
Upon seeing the brass bullet floating in mid-air and the bored pacing skinny horse, he immediately knew what the trouble was.
"Sir, has Qian Zao's soul been found?"
Liu Zheng respectfully asked.
The skinny horse nodded, then shook its head.
"Sorry, I didn't understand what you meant, sir."
He said honestly.
