Until She Was Slapped in the Face by a Genius

"Tsk, do I have to have a reason to look for you?" The woman elegantly picked up the coffee cup for a sip and then placed it back on the table.

She suddenly stared at the girl's face from left to right, wishing she could see a flower.

Qiao Nian let her, completely indifferent.

Zhou Zhou felt lonely and retracted her gaze. After a long time, her expression became serious and she asked seriously, "Sun, why did you come to the Independent Continent? I heard from Guan Yan that you're investigating the Wolf's Head Association? What's wrong with them?"

"It's nothing. It's just a small matter." Qiao Nian leaned back in her chair and reached for her cup, then took a sip of coffee.

It was too bitter.

She was also very stuffy.

She only took a small sip before putting the cup down with a frown. She then looked up at Zhou Zhou and said, "…I came over for something."

"What is it?" Zhou Zhou asked curiously.