Mental illness? Who is it?
The sixth brother and Nian Gao followed Bao Ye's gaze towards the long sedan.
Lord Bao, you are awesome!
When Bao Ye saw that he had thought of another idea to deal with him, he said: "Master, it's fifteen today."
Dong Lingce raised the center of his brows. "And then?"
"I have already calculated for you, the fifteenth is the most suitable for Ramadan."
In other words, you should calm down for today.
Dong Lingce quirked his lips in amusement: "Today is the fifteenth day of the Gregorian calendar, not the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year. However, if you believe in Buddha, I can help you with that and let you copy the scriptures. What do you think? "
Bao Ye was worried that the Sane of the Gods would want him to copy Buddhist scriptures for an entire day, so he quickly said, "I don't believe in Buddha either."
"Then what do you believe?"
"I believe in myself." Bao Ye said that she wanted to make it so that Dong Lingce couldn't find an excuse to make things difficult for him.
These words made Dong Lingce remember something as his smile froze. He squinted his long and narrow eyes and stared at Bao Ye's face.
Just then, the red rope bracelet lit up with a pink light.
Dong Lingce looked down at the red rope bracelet, then looked at Bao Ye.
"Mr. Dongling …" someone shouted.
Although the slaves of other ranks in the high level slave were free, slaves were still slaves and could freely leave the city. They had to rush back in the evening, if they wanted to travel far, they had to apply to the masters who had authority, and if they received permission, they could go far.
Dong Lingce gave a light grunt: "Just write an application report and give it to Leng Zhuo."
Bao Ye was surprised that he agreed to Jin Lingrui's application so quickly.
Thank you, Mr. Dongling.
"If you encounter any problems, you can come find me anytime."
Bao Ye muttered: "There's really a difference in treatment."
To Jin Lingrui, she must think of a way to deal with him.
Dong Lingce turned his head to the side and looked at him, "Do you mean that I'm not good enough to you? "Then I'll have to properly reflect on myself and be 'better' towards you in the future."
"No need." Bao Ye hurriedly said: "I don't have the luck to accept master's good fortune."
Right now, Dong Lingce was only toying with him for a little. If he was a little better to him, he would probably die.
Jin Lingrui saw that the two of them didn't behave like master and servant, and squinted her eyes.
Suddenly, a deafening roar sounded in the sky.