As Yang Wei pointed at the creamy white substance, Zhu Wenqian's face instantly turned ashen white.
'H-How the hell did I leave that area uncleaned?' She screamed inwardly.
She had made sure to double-check every nook and cranny, so there was no way she would have made such a blunder.
Meanwhile, in a secret chamber, Fan Ping could be seen laughing cheekily as he sipped on his jasmine green tea.
"Hahaha, that lass thought she could clean everything in my Pagoda? Laughable." Fan Ping laughed as he glanced at the projection screen.
"You gave Yang Kai's descendant a blowjob and wished to avoid the consequences? Not on my watch, especially when you have the nerve to scam my Dragon Soul Grass~"
As Fan Ping's grin became more evil, he continued to watch as a spectator through the projection screen.
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Back in Zhu Wenqian's room, Yang Wei squinted his eyes as he activated his spiritual perception.
'What the-'