As Qhianqhian was drinking her third glass of juice, she finally heard a long sigh.
She quickly called out, "Uncle Deng, quickly call 911, I can't be held responsible if something happens!"
"Get lost!" Fang Enze cursed helplessly as soon as he heard Qhianqhian's words after sighing, then said in a powerful voice, "You little girl, you dare to hide such a big matter? Does this mean your grandfather is not dead?"
"He's doing just fine." Qhianqhian shrugged. "I just don't want everyone trying to take my life." She didn't reveal her status as the ruler of the Cultivation World since saying so might cause a sensation, and she couldn't guarantee everyone would pass up the chance to seize this walking treasure trove.
