Mu Cidian turned to look at Xin Zaozao.
Xin Zaozao stood not far off, looking at him with an indifferent gaze.
The two locked eyes for a few seconds.
Mu Cidian asked, "How much do you think I'm worth?"
Xin Zaozao's eyes shifted slightly.
She always knew that Mu Cidian had a knack for discussing matters.
One question from him had turned the tables on her.
She fell somewhat silent.
Thinking about everything that happened last night.
Who knew that her consciousness had been scattering all night, sometimes not even knowing what she was doing, what exactly she had done to the man in front of her, but upon awakening, each scene was still so clearly playing in her mind, hard to shake off.
At this moment she couldn't help but take another look at Mu Cidian.
At this moment she even thought that considering Mu Cidian's present physical condition, it was surprising that he was still alive, that he could still stand up.
