"That won't be necessary," Jiang Zuo said directly.
He didn't care if someone investigated him. Or rather, he was confident no one could find anything on him.
His very being came with the effect of obscuring Celestial Secrets; investigating him was no simple matter.
As for his personal information?
He cared even less about that. Even if the investigators got lucky and found him in person, so what?
As long as it wasn't Su Qi, he had nothing to worry about.
If they had any hostile intent, he would notice them the moment they got close.
And he'd just eliminate them, simple as that.
He was only being so secretive for Su Qi's sake.
Hearing Jiang Zuo's answer, the old man was stunned. This man didn't play by the book.
Then the old man said, "Then what do you need, my friend?"
Jiang Zuo shook his head. "I don't need anything. This prize is useless to me, so my luck shouldn't be so bad that I win again."
The old man: "..."
Jiang Ran: "..."
'Luck shouldn't be so bad?'
