Lang Zimiu smiled lightly, and the magnetic and charming voice was like poison, reaching Jasmine's ears, making her heart beat faster and she became nervous.

[Jasmine (gold medal): Okay. ]

[Jasmine (gold medal): If you don’t understand anything or encounter any difficulties, please contact me. ]

There was something strange in Jasmine's voice, and she immediately ended the call after speaking.

Lang Zimiu's lips curled up slightly when he saw this, and then he fumbled for other functions of this token, and then took back his consciousness.

When he withdrew his consciousness, he saw Fang Qingqing squatting in front of him, still busying clumsily with a blushing face, and he smiled mischievously.

"If you want to end it quickly, work harder. The more timid you are, the more time you have to spend."

Lang Zimiu gently rubbed her head and said frivolously.

"Um..."

Fang Qingqing lowered her head, blushing and humming slightly.

"By the way, your token is iron-level, right? What are its functions?"

Fang Qingqing suppressed her shame when she heard this, lowered her head and replied with her small hands:

"The iron-level killer's token can only receive the most basic messages and check merits."

"Look up, I saved you from that guy and saved you from a disaster. Are you unwilling to ask you to do such a simple thing for me?"

Listening to Lang Zimiu's slightly unhappy voice, Fang Qingqing immediately raised her head, blushing and murmuring in a low voice:

"I'm not reluctant..."

Lang Zimiu looked down at her and said displeasedly:

"Still saying no?"

"Spit some saliva, it's too dry."

"Now my identity is the master of the south branch of the Assassination Pavilion Huaiyuan. You little iron-clad assassin, Jie Jie Jie~ If you don't obey me, be careful and I will sneak up on you."

Listening to his somewhat unpleasant and fierce words, Fang Qingqing bit her lower lip, feeling extremely aggrieved.

This kind of oppression from class made her feel very aggrieved and helpless.

Although Lang Zimiu saved her and allowed her to escape from the original master of the pavilion.

But why is it different now? It's just that the person changed from a greasy uncle to a handsome guy.

The main thing that she couldn't accept the most was that Lang Zimiu had such a handsome face, but why was he a complete stinker and a bad guy?

If he were a little more serious, he might really... have to commit himself to him...

"Um..."

She hummed slightly, then spat out in frustration.

.......

"By the way, I still don't know what your name is?"

"From today on, you will be my little secretary. You are very good. Work hard and I will promote you."

Lang Zimiu said to Fang Qingqing with his beautiful eyes closed in front of him with a badass look on his face.

Since the release of Spirit Dao Sect, he has completely let himself go, and he feels that he is really a little bad~

[I have said it before, the host has the fate of the villain]

"Go, go, don't talk suddenly."

[...]

"My name is Fang Qingqing..." Fang Qingqing murmured in a low voice while wiping her face with a handkerchief full of grievance.

"How old are you this year?"

"28 years old"

"good."

"What is a secretary..."

"Call me Pavilion Master."

"Lord Pavilion Master..."

"Secretary, that's the secretary."

"Secretary if you have something to do, Secretary if you don't have anything to do."

"Do you understand what I mean?"

"From now on, you will be in charge of this branch."

"As for me."

"you."

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