"Nah! That guy with the black face is the reincarnation of the broom star who came to defeat me. No matter what happens if he has anything to do with him, nothing will go smoothly. I want to change my partner! I have to change." Zuo Chen said through gritted teeth after angrily drinking the tea served by the Lord of the Underworld, His Highness the King of Hell.
The King of Hell ignored the empty tea cup and was already happy: You deserve it, who asked you to pester the judge every time you come back! God is watching what ghosts are doing, and evil spirits will take care of themselves! Who makes me go along with you, hum; while playing with the beautiful jade in his hand, he said sincerely, "The ghosts in the underworld have things to do, and there is no one to help you when they are busy. It is normal for colleagues to have a little friction every day. How can a man be so petty, so let's get over it with laughter. Don't bring personal emotions to work. Comrade Xiao Zuo's ideological awareness needs to be improved."
Zuo Chen looked coldly at His Highness the King of Hell's sarcastic official response and turned away. As he walked, he said, "Since the ghost servants are not idle, I will go find Uncle Puan. He must be free to be my partner. It's just the right time for Uncle Puan to help me improve my ideological awareness!"
After hearing this, the King of Hell was so panicked that he almost threw the jade in his hand and shouted, "You little bastard, don't kidnap my judge..."
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