In the cellar, Fang Zhixing looked up with a frown.
"Xigou, what exactly is going on?"
He couldn't leave now, otherwise, all his efforts would be in vain.
After a while, Xigou responded, "Sigh, it's nothing now."
Fang Zhixing said speechlessly, "What do you mean it's nothing? Then why were you screaming earlier?"
Xigou explained carefully, "I'm telling you, that Hua Gu is not simple. She just killed three people and even buried the bodies in the flower field as fertilizer."
Fang Zhixing caught his breath, astonished, "She knows martial arts?"
"Yes!"
Xigou, still scared, replied, "Her martial arts are not weak; she easily caught up with a runaway horse."
Fang Zhixing fell silent, then after some thought, communicated telepathically, "Be careful and just endure for three more days."
"Endure? Easy for you to say."
Xigou, unable to contain his frustration, complained, "Look at your choice of a landlord, picking such a dangerous person."