"She actually gives you face?" Zhaosi quickly spoke, though they were still in the room.
"Yes."
"Because you spared her once?"
"Not only did I spare her, I also gave her a mechanical arm, which was a prize from the queen, both practical and of commemorative significance."
"Trouble, she gave up this time, there will be a next time." Zhaosi finally walked out of the room, face full of anger, storming out.
"Just move with the coffin, this place is exposed, find another place, before retrieving the weapons, why go head-to-head with her."
"Is your brain flooded, controlling her subordinates now and sending them back to assassinate her isn't a once and for all solution? An Xi, are you truly dumb or pretending to be?"
"Truly dumb, truly dumb, my brain's rusted, not functioning well, can't think of all your elaborate schemes. Anyway, I've distracted them, let's talk about it next time."
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
