"In the end, it wasn't necessary for them to do anything; Zuo Qiuyang was already done for.
"However… about this matter, there's still something I don't quite understand."
"Which part?"
Yang Xiaoyun was a bit curious. After asking, she waved her hand dismissively: "Forget it, I don't want to hear it anymore. Your thoughts are always so convoluted, who knows what you've thought up. Keeping such information hidden from me... huh."
At this point, Yang Xiaoyun was a bit emotional.
Su Mo found it slightly amusing for a moment, seeing how she usually acted bold and decisive, but was actually quite feminine.
