Faced with the confidence of Wang Jiu, even someone as shrewd as Zhao Chenlu felt like a mouse unable to tackle a turtle.
Fortunately, she had grown accustomed to this kind of frustration long ago. During the Jiuzhou Era, she often returned in defeat in front of the Celestial Divine Sword. Therefore, she wasn't too discouraged, and after saying goodbye to Wang Jiu, she began to seriously consider how to make him give up the position of Sect Leader.
Zhao Chenlu, with an Intelligence Index as high as 8 points, quickly came up with a hundred strategies with every step she took.
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"Qingming, good evening."
Shen Qingming shivered all over and immediately drew her protective dagger, first aiming it at Zhao Chenlu, then considering the power disparity between them, she resolutely aimed it at herself, shouting fiercely, "What do you want? Be careful, or I'll call Ah Jiu to help!"
