Fu Mo's sword eyebrows slightly furrowed, turning his head to look at Lin Jinran. His slender fingers lightly tapped the wall a few times after that.A pitch-black basement, stairs leading down, dim li...ed. What about you Are you not going back, or do you have other plans"Lin Jinran was shocked and instinctively picked up her milk tea cup, taking a light sip.She understood what Hou Shao asked meant,...