Lu Xiaoxiao had momentary dismay. Zhu Mo was angry now. If she could not see it now, she would be a fool.

"Amu, did I say anything wrong just now?" Asked Lu Xiaoxiao, she recalled what had caused her to get into ink.

Chu Mo looked at her. "Have you met Yan Xu?"

On hearing this question, Lu Xiaoxiao was somewhat helpless. Suddenly, he said, "Amu, your focus is not right. The two questions I just mentioned are the most important ones, which Yan Xu asked me to..."

When he got here, he was interrupted, his face was black, and he continued to ask questions that were unrelated to Fenghuaniu,...