Ji Ruonan approached Mo Shangjun, filled with curiosity.
"What's up?"
Sitting on the chair and crossing her legs, Mo Shangjun asked directly as soon as Ji Ruonan drew near.
Her demeanor was cold, her words; unwelcoming, showing no intention of greeting Ji Ruonan.
Ji Ruonan smiled slightly, "Did Group B catch you?"
"No."
Mo Shangjun replied lazily.
For them to capture her fair and square, they would have to wait another three to five years.
However, as she said this and glanced at the crowd that rushed past right in front of her, Mo Shangjun frowned with increasing displeasure, her expression growing even more sinister.
"Then how did they provoke you?" Ji Ruonan asked with interest.
"They didn't provoke me." Mo Shangjun replied indifferently.
Hearing such an answer, Ji Ruonan grew even more curious.
