"Qiu Tu didn't give much before, and you were never shy about badmouthing him behind his back. But now that he's giving generously, your attitude has completely changed."
"Just how much did he give you anyway? Come on! Spill it! We want details!"
As they spoke, a massive serpentine tail suddenly coiled around Qing Lan and yanked her straight into Zhu Wu's arms.
The two were obviously used to roughhousing like this, so in no time they were giggling and chatting together...
.....
Meanwhile, having just seen Qing Lan off, Qiu Tu stood on the second floor balcony of his villa, smoking a cigarette as he gazed into the distant scenery.
The glowing red tip flared and dimmed in the darkness, syncing with his breath.
Getting Qing Lan to contact Shao Hua was, in truth, just one of Qiu Tu's layers of insurance.
Facing the possible all-out attack by the Divine Kings, Qiu Tu had to be absolutely prepared.
For example... reaching out to that person.
