"Do you mean Li Liang?"
As Ah Qing spoke weakly, Li Wenkang's face showed a bewildered expression: "Are you sure that the black ball actually said something like that?"
"Hmm... the words might be different, but I feel that the general meaning is quite close."
Ah Qing slightly raised her hand to reposition the little fox's waist, using Huhu's body to block herself, and confidently said weakly.
The words certainly weren't spoken in Xia Country's language, but translated with accuracy and elegance, it indeed came out as an intense swear.
Previously, with Wang Ya's testimony, and now Ah Qing's corroboration, Li Wenkang couldn't help but believe that the project he invested heavily in ended up with just a curse.
In Xia Country's language, the black gelatinous substance seemed as if it had witnessed something extraordinary, instinctively letting out an "Oh shit."
"It seems like... it was scared?"
