C58 Treatment

Sun Zhao had the bearing of a soldier. Once she had made up her mind, she would do it, and do it immediately.

He said sternly to Qi Jin: "Do you still have any last words to say? "I'll take care of the aftermath."

Qi Jin, whose face was still pale, shook his head and thought: "What a joke, I can't say it out loud even if I have some last words, and I can't do it here and now. Forget it