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Her attitude towards Liu Zheng was clearly much colder than that towards the novelist and the Potato Sisters.

This actually relieved Liu Zheng.

After all, having one novelist who was obsessed with his brain was scary enough. If there were more, he truly feared that one day he'd wake up to find each of them holding one of his organs, ready to dismember him.

"Hey, Lao Deng, I'm going to send someone down through the usual spot soon. Give them a hand, will you?"

Liu Zheng had gotten through to the Fisherman on the phone again.

"You're treating the sewer like a guest house, aren't you? Always sending people down there to stay."

The Fisherman complained.