Chapter 972 The Depths Of Despair

• "You're not going to talk, are you?" Sang Shixi's patience wore thin as he gave Lin Xianyu only a few seconds. "Then I'll help Huo Jia throw you into the bathtub."
• Approaching Lin Xianyu, even though he was in a wheelchair, Sang Shixi still exuded a sense of authority.
• "I'll talk, I'll talk," Lin Xianyu closed his eyes and exclaimed, "It's Madam. She gave me powder and asked me to sprinkle it on Huo Jia's bed. It will make her very itchy, prompting her to lift the sheets to check, only to find the mattress infested with cockroaches. Then she will switch rooms with me."