As soon as Cheng Mo's voice fell, they all seemed to throw a thunder in their hearts.

shen you looks at Cheng Mo with an unbelievable face. His face is pale. There is a white mist gathering in his eyes. Jian an also stares at Cheng Mo with a shocked look.

at the corner of the corridor not far behind them, Lu Rufeng's body suddenly froze, his thin lips faded in an instant, and his bony hands clenched the wheel of the wheelchair.

"Cheng Mo, this is..."

Jian an looks at him, but Cheng Mo looks down at her. Instead of answering her question, he looks at Shen you. Although...