Mo Nanjue's lips curved into a smile. He picked up the coffee cup at his side, "So what? The real power of Flame Hall is definitely still in Luo Xiao's hands. Even if Tong Ran becomes the Hall Master, it's just for peace of mind. She's either seen the Empire Jue report on TV or Mo Beiyan has said something, and she guessed we're going to rescue her."
"Indeed," Chen An frowned, "Having a Hall Master is better than none. Damn it, just asking for it and she gets it, I really don't know how she managed to get it..."
He stopped speaking.
It seemed he had said something he shouldn't have?
How else would a woman get something she wants if not in bed...
Chen An glanced at Mo Nanjue and saw no change in his expression; he spoke up, "Jue, if we really rescue her, can you truly remain indifferent?"
"Don't ask nonsense," Mo Nanjue stood up, fastened his cufflinks, and glanced at the time, "It's about time, let's go to the research institute."
