Mu Ke froze, as if all the strength in his body had been drained, and his whole demeanor sunk low, "I didn't mean that..."
"Then what do you mean?" Bai Xi turned around, aggressively, "Asking me what I know? I know everything I'm supposed to know, Young Master Mu!"
Mu Ke was shocked, a flicker of panic in his eyes, "How did you find out?"
"Idiot, why don't you handle things decisively? Leaving such a big handle, do you think your life is cheap?" Bai Xi turned on her phone and threw it in front of him.
Mu Ke took it with confusion, only to find it was the Underground Chamber of the Ghost-Faced Man. That person was already dead, shot through the forehead.
He stared wide-eyed in disbelief, "You..."
"I cleaned it up for you, no need to thank me." Bai Xi waved her hand indifferently.
As if a human life was worthless in her eyes.
However, he had no reason to blame her.
If it weren't for her intervention first, the one dead might have been him.
