But later, there were many times when two boxes of milk, two cartons of eggs, and two boxes of fruit inexplicably appeared at Qing Chen's door.
Thinking about it now, it must have been Qing Shuli who secretly placed them.
However, that ordinary middle-aged man has now become someone else's puppet.
Qing Chen sat down on a chair and asked, "Qing Shuli is in charge of logistics for the entire city No. 10, and even gradually took over half of the Parents' Meeting's logistics. You got the members' birthday and name information from him, right? Then you handed it over to the Roosevelt Kingdom."
"How about it, do you like this gift?" 'Qing Shuli' asked with a smile: "I only gave the names and birthdays of 13,999 people; I still have over a hundred thousand more in my hands. By the way, how many people from your Parents' Meeting have died?"
This Puppet Master seemed unaware that the Arbiter's dark magic hadn't succeeded, and Qing Chen didn't waste words to inform him of the truth.
