"Cough..."

Just after summer left, there was a cough in the living room, and a thin man in white came out slowly.

"Mr. Zhuge, did the immortal master find you just now?"

Princess Nine asked softly, with a slight change in her face.

The man called Mr. Zhuge raised his head. His face was very pale. He looked as if he hadn't slept well. There were even some bloodstains in his eyes.

But it is such a weak man, full of refinement, who is the most important think tank of the Nine Princesses. He helps the Nine Public Assistants not to know how many crises they have solved. Even without...