Xu Yang and Liu Rongrong finally left.
Watching them go, Wang Xinjun still felt a bit melancholy, "Seeing them like that, I guess it's going to take a long time for them to get over it."
"Rather than worrying about others, you might want to worry about the boss himself," Jiangli said, glancing at him with a meaningful look.
Wang Xinjun was confused, "Abbot, what do you mean by that?"
Could it be that something else had followed him?
Wang Xinjun's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately looked around.
Seeing his sneaky appearance, Jiangli clicked his tongue, "It's not that there are little ghosts following you."
Wang Xinjun looked at Jiangli, and upon hearing this, he should have breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, he couldn't relax while looking into Jiangli's eyes.
Wang Xinjun asked apprehensively, "Then, what does that mean..."