Su Huiqing, You are Too Late

When Su Huiqing returned with two cups of milk tea, that ruddy old man was already gone.

She didn't ask Yu Shijin, knowing that he had his reasons.

She just held the milk tea straw in her mouth and looked at the people around her. She narrowed her eyes. "Something is not right here?"

"That's right." Yu Shijin didn't hide it from her. "There have been two cases recently. Two cultivators suddenly became mutants."

Upon hearing this news, Su Huiqing's expression changed. She could not hide the disgust on her face. "Did you find out anything?"

"Yes, I had." Yu Shijin's eyes flashed sharply. "I'm preparing to go out."

"How long is it going to take?" Su Huiqing was still thinking about the impact of this matter. When she suddenly heard his voice, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"Half a month." Yu Shijin continued to stroke her hair.

Su Huiqing opened her mouth and suddenly frowned. "Your…"