"It's already been opened. Other than the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, there were a few things left inside. I'll give them to you together later."
Fool replied.
"Don't tell me it's ashes?"
Liu Zheng said half-jokingly.
"Hahaha, Mr. Deliveryman sure knows how to joke. A corpse burned by Red Lotus Karmic Fire wouldn't even leave ashes behind."
Fool laughed.
"Tsk, guess that's karmic retribution."
From the scraps of conversation from the Daoist-robed man, he had more or less pieced together the love-hate entanglement between the two.
"Mr. Deliveryman, do you have something else to do?"
Fool took the initiative to ask.
"I do. Do you know anyone in the Health Department, Fool?"
Liu Zheng answered openly.
"No. What do you need someone from the Health Department for?"
"It's like this, I have a friend—"
He told him Bai Tianshi's situation again.
"I see. Then I'll tell the president and have him contact them through the Culture Department."
Fool said.
"No, don't alert the president just yet. If I really run out of options on my end, then I'll ask the president to step in."
Liu Zheng hurriedly said.
A favor from the Writers Association president was far too precious. Using it now would be a waste; he would save it until every other path had failed.
"Alright. Just let me know if you need anything. By the way, when should I bring you those items?"
Fool asked.
"If it's convenient for you, Mr. Fool, how about now?"
"Sure. Let's meet at the clinic again."
Without waiting for him to refuse, Fool eagerly hung up.
"He really wants a kitten to drive a Range Rover, huh."
Liu Zheng clicked his tongue.
"Come to think of it, if Fool really mated with Sphinx, what would they have? A lion-bodied cat-faced beast? Or