Chapter 332: The Angry Fatty

Wu Qiyi and the others had thought you would say something important, but you ended up saying such a line without any apparent reason, rendering them speechless.

"Uh... yes," Zong Wangyue also wiped the sweat from his forehead. There was really no helping it. It was just his nature; ordinary women, just one would never be enough for him.

"Those two women, are they students, or professionals from society?"

You spoke very covertly. Zong Wangyue looked at the two women on the bed who were starting to regain consciousness and said with a smile, "Professionals."

"Since that's the case, think of a way to have them leave some blood. Not much is needed, just enough for drawing two talismans," you paused before continuing, "I will send you the two talismans through a picture. Have these two women use their blood to draw the talismans on your chest and back. That should be able to buffer the Taoist's talisman paper."

"Got it!"