Sang Wu, "…"
At least this idiot was somewhat manly.
She crossed her arms and leaned against the wall. She glanced across the room and realized that nothing's changed. All that stuff she had before didn't move and remained right where she left them.
She sighed. Sang Wu suddenly felt like there was no need to keep fighting.
She gently coughed and called out, "Mu Jinghang."
Mu Jinghang instantly turned his head. Like an obedient dog, he answered a little roughly, "Why are you calling me?!"
Sang Wu ignored his attitude and took the lead, "The reason why I returned this time, isn't completely because of our son."
Mu Jinghang, "… Then why?"
Sang Wu, "Because you're about to face a bloody calamity. The type that might just take away your life."
Mu Jinghang, "…"
Mu Ling said something similar earlier. At the time, he thought his son was just joking around.
But this damn woman was saying the same thing…
