My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

were getting less and less cute.

“Zijia, my friend, can you tell me how you learnt to draw talismans?”

The indirect way of getting information didn’t work, so Luo Meide could only ask more directly.

This time, Lu Zijia wasn’t so honest.
“Director, you know the rules.
You don’t ask where a hero comes from, as long as I don’t have any bad intentions towards the office.

“Besides, the reason why I was able to come to the Administration Office was because you “interviewed” me yourself.
I think you must have already looked into all eighteen generations of my ancestors back then?

“Since you’ve already done an investigation before, don’t you trust yourself, Director?”

The reason why the original host could come to the Special Administration Office was because Luo Meide owed Lu Bochuan a favor, so Lu Bochuan let the original host, an “ordinary person,” in with this favor.

So, the original host graduated from university early.

Lu Zijia’s straightforward words made Luo Meinde swallow immediately.
He only felt that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were hurting.

He used to think that this girl in front of him was soft and weak, like a little lamb that anyone could crush.

But when did this little sheep become a little fox that people had to treat carefully?

Were young people nowadays growing especially fast? Were they different every day?

Looking at the seemingly harmless little girl opposite him at this moment, Luo Meide suddenly felt like he had got himself into a huge trouble!

Ah! He really shouldn’t have been greedy for small advantages back then!

Lu Zijia wouldn’t say anything.
As the Director, Luo Meide couldn’t go too far either, so he could only give up on getting information from her.

So, he changed the subject.
“The talismans you drew are pretty good.
Do you have more?”