Pushing through the crowd, Su Mo's smile faded to neutrality as she faced Lu Jin who stood opposite her, not far ahead, his leg wrapped in bandages and leaning on a crutch.
He didn't approach her, merely gazing at her from a distance.
Did Su Mo hate him?
Intensely so.
Though she had been part of his past and sympathized with him, some damages once done, could not be repaired.
Not killing Lu Jin didn't mean that all grievances had vanished—Su Mo shifted her gaze indifferently and walked away.
How could Lu Jin not see the lack of emotion in her eyes, yet he remained standing still. He could recognize the astonishing changes in her at a glance, but her beauty did not belong to him.
As Su Mo passed a store selling women's accessories, she was curious that people still sold such things, especially since the shop seemed quite busy.
In the crowd, she heard an extremely arrogant female voice.
"It's just 10 Crystal Stones, I'll take it!"
