"Did something happen to the future?"
Ba Tiao asked as soon as he picked up the phone.
Even though he had been alone in the boiler room for over a hundred years, his mind hadn't been smoked out.
On the contrary, being able to retire completely from being an assassin and sending his granddaughter to study in the city reflected Ba Tiao's wisdom.
"Yes, she's suspected of using a poisonous incense to knock out a classmate who bullied her."
Liu Zheng briefly explained the situation.
"..."
Ba Tiao fell into deep thought.
"You're not sure if she did it either, are you?"
He asked.
"That's right, although I never taught her how to make that incense, some abilities are inherent in the bloodline."
Ba Tiao replied.
"If it is or not, we'll know when we ask her. Right now, you need to do two things."
"First, write a commission letter to me, authorizing me to handle everything related to Feng Mo's future."
"Second, order a food delivery for Feng Mo."
Liu Zheng said.
