1301 The Holy Crystal Makes Its Appearance

Only the Chief Supervisor of the Purple Crystal mine, Lord Li Qingliu, a third-grade Supreme Martial Artist, could neither flee nor hide. Steeling himself, he followed at Lord Zi's side and put up with his incessant scoldings and grumblings.

"That bunch of idiots didn't come and make trouble again, did they?" This question of Lord Zi's stumped Li Qingliu straight off. He didn't know how to answer him at all.

"I guess they wouldn't anymore. If they did, Li Wubo might as well jump into a cesspool and just drown himself to death…" This was even harder to respond to.

Li Qingliu could only laugh in resignation.

Lord Zi continued speaking as though he was talking to himself as he walked further in. Li Qingliu steeled himself and followed behind him with a resigned smile. When they were about to reach the end, Lord Zi suddenly spun around. "Are you very free?"

"Uhh? Not really…" Supervisor Li Qingliu was rather confounded.