Farm the Prolific Chapter 349

Are you sick?

Lyra Du didn't want to cause trouble, so he just cursed in his heart and rolled his eyes to the sky.

But it didn't mean that others would let her go just because she ignored them. The bailiff was in his twenties, and not only was he delicate and tender, but compared with the other bailiffs who were strong and muscular, he looked like a weak scholar. It didn't seem like he had any real skills, but rather someone with connections.

He waved the mighty sword in his hand and walked to Lyra Du, "I suspect you have something to do with the assassin. Please come with us to the government office."

Qiu Shui's hands were already on his waist, with the whip ready to strike.