C936 Aura Field(1)

"Lee Nuanchun will now handle the tax matters in Doomsday City," Lee Zhi announced, setting down his chopsticks after nearly finishing his meal, his tone a mix of jest and earnest.

Gone was the 'little baldy' image that once defined the doctor. Since Lee Zhi's last remark, she had grown out a head of lush black hair—hardly a trace of baldness left