Moments later, Xia Na smiled and put down the pen, then tore the note into fragments and turned to run out.
Having the spiritual connection direction provided by Ling Mo, and their weak sensing of each other, Xia Na quickly found Ye Lian and Li Yalin.
While the three women hurried to the 21st floor, Ling Mo, with a troubled face, ripped out that page of notes, then crumpled it into a ball and threw it to Black Silk.
"Here, destroy the evidence." Ling Mo rubbed his temples.
Black Silk "wooed" and bowed its head to swallow the ball of paper.
"Uh... I just asked you to tear it up, not eat it... I really should have named you Lady from the beginning."
Ling Mo looked at Black Silk with some surprise, then casually patted its head: "I don't know to what extent your intelligence will improve... I used to scold you for being a dumb dog, but now I hope you keep being dumb..."
Just thinking about the recent paper-based negotiation with Xia Na made Ling Mo's scalp tingle.
