Once the big shots snapped out of that state, they were so ashamed that they committed seppuku.
And the mastermind behind all this was feasting at a hotel.
"Why did you guys steal my socks?" Leng Qingqian asked with an unhappy look, holding a Wahaha drink.
"You should ask King Kong, I don't know, King Kong stole them." Wang Dadong "loyally" betrayed King Kong.
King Kong glared at Wang Dadong with annoyance. He had indeed stolen Leng Qingqian's socks, but it was Wang Dadong who instructed him to do so.
Wang Dadong dared to sell him out, yet he didn't have the courage to retaliate against Wang Dadong, so he said, "Well, sis, I noticed your socks were too worn, so I threw them out to buy new ones for you."
"Really? That's great." Leng Qingqian suddenly became happy again.
Ever since she became a Yin Corpse, Leng Qingqian had lost almost all of her memory, her mind as simple as a child's.
