Hearing He Qing's words, the delivery guy, who had been soaking in the comfortable feeling of being filled with Spiritual Energy, suddenly remembered his boss, still weak and feeble.
He immediately turned his head, looking eagerly at He Qing. Although he didn't speak, the message was clear to He Qing without him having to say it. Yet, she steadfastly refused.
"Forget about it."
"I know your boss is having a tough time moving around in the Imperial Capital these days, suppressed by Dragon Energy, and on top of that, the rejection from heaven and earth. This demon close to taking on a spiritual form probably faces a lot of restrictions in his day-to-day movements. But this July 15th, Emperor Liquid is due to appear, and who knows how many of your kind have been continuously flocking to the Imperial Capital. If I were to take care of each and every one, I'd be worked to death."
