"How did you know?" Bai Nuanxi's eyes sparkled momentarily—did Mu Chuan truly understand her that well?
Huo Muchen thought for a moment before replying, "Otherwise, with your intellect… you'd certainly think of this level."
Bai Nuanxi: "… …"
Close your mouth, please. I don't want to hear anything more. Let's just carry on, awkward as it may be.
"Speaking of which, did those people simply waltz into your residence?" Bai Nuanxi pondered; something didn't add up. Normally, any place with Huo Muchen would be heavily guarded given his status. Yet Wang Bin and those three thugs roamed as though no one existed. What was this? It's as if they didn't consider Huo Muchen at all.
"Of course, there's a traitor." Huo Muchen's gaze darkened, hinting at a fleeting, murderous intent.
