Zhu Xiuli, of course, was not convinced.
In her view, Mo Han had no real talent and was nothing more than a charlatan who purely tricked people. Yet her grandfather and the patriarchs of the other three major families all believed him.
But now, she had also learned to be smart and didn't confront Mo Han directly. She chuckled and said, "Mister Mo must be joking. I'm just a weak woman, how could I dare to be unconvinced?"
"Mister Mo knows so many important people, even if I'm not convinced, heh, I can only hold it in."
As she spoke, she laughed at herself, then her tone turned cold, "However, Xiuli still wants to say that one can fool some people for a while, but not for a lifetime!"
"Lies are like bubbles; they will burst someday!"
"Don't look at how some people are currently riding high, enjoying the limelight. When their lies burst, the more glorious they are now, the more wretched they will be in the future!"
These were loaded words.
