Zheng Qian really couldn't figure out what Xie Qilin had done.
Xie Qilin also didn't want to talk, and he couldn't get him to speak.
But what does it matter?
As long as it's beneficial to Zheng Qian, wanting to keep some secrets and playing smart are harmless.
Even little cats and dogs like to act clever to please their masters.
He believed he could control Xie Qilin well, after all... he could make Xie Qilin's brain explode at any time.
Zheng Qian patted Xie Qilin's face as if petting a dog's head, smiled and said:
"Alright, if you do well, I'll give you and the Xie Family some rewards.
Spiritual Energy Revival is happening, the future trend is here, the glory of the Xie Family is just around the corner."
Xie Qilin bowed and clasped his fists:
"Please rest assured, Uncle Zheng. In at most three days, He Jingguo will certainly die, and you'll certainly sit in the director's seat."
Zheng Qian nodded with satisfaction and returned home.
