"Hey, Little Ox and Horse doesn't know any better, just messing around!"
Ji Jue shamelessly shifted the blame, "I've already done my part!"
"...Whether you did it or not, I'm not sure. It seems like you didn't hit the key point."
Isis glanced at Ji Jue with meaningful eyes, "However, during this period, you've really had a hard time. I'll handle the subsequent trivial matters, so rest assured.
But, you won't mess it up again, right?"
Ji Jue wiped his sweat, not daring to speak.
"Regrettably, this workshop will undergo emergency rest and maintenance, and we temporarily cannot entertain guests. The reopening date will be announced later."
Isis glanced at the guests behind Ji Jue with her usual elegance and grace, slightly nodding, "Now, please excuse me."
Her cold gaze swept past, pausing momentarily on An Ning.
An Ning was stunned.
A strand of hair on her head stood up in shock.
"Brother Ji Jue..."
