Wei Xie stared blankly. How did he believe this big charlatan Qin Liuxi, becoming a divine officer of the City God, or Oxhead and Horseface, having him bear such a fierce and evil appearance? This couldn't be!
Wei Xie was a flower-pin young man till death!
"If you want to pin a flower, you can also pin one on the ox's head." Qin Liuxi laughed.
Wei Xie glared at her.
Qin Liuxi patted him and said, "Alright, being part of the City God's team, still a divine officer, a bit of divine light falls on the spiritual platform, is much better than bitter cultivation."
"You used to ask me to become a Ghost Cultivator, why the change? Being a Ghost Cultivator isn't bad either."
