"Let's see if you can give me an innovative answer."

Chu Mo looked directly at Lan Enming's strange mask, and a pair of dark eyes seemed to penetrate the white mask and see through everything.

"Unfortunately, the answer may be too conventional." Lan Yanming shook his head as if he was not satisfied with the real answer.

In Lu Xiaoxiao's view, this is just another suspense created by this person, so it is mysterious.

"Simply put, between you and me, from birth, you are doomed to die and live, absolutely impossible to survive in this world."

Lan Enming's long, white hand rests on the arm of the oily wooden staircase....