When Mu Xiaojiu suddenly came out, Ye Hua quickly stood up from the sofa.
"Mr. Xiaojiu." It seemed Mr. Xiaojiu's mood had worsened; he looked... very intimidating.
What on earth had Nangong Xu said to him?
"Come climb the mountain with me." After speaking, he didn't linger, opened the door, and walked out first.
Climbing the mountain? What time was it now, and the mountain paths here were utterly unfamiliar.
With Mr. Xiaojiu looking that way, he wouldn't come back until he was utterly exhausted. It looked like he was in for a tough night.
He turned to glance at Nangong Xu, who had followed him, his eyes pleading for help.
"What did you say to Mr. Xiaojiu?"
Nangong Xu ignored him, sat down on the sofa, picked up his glass of wine, and began to sip slowly.
Ye Hua glared at him helplessly and hurried out the door to chase after Mr. Xiaojiu.
After leaving the hotel, Mu Xiaojiu started striding ahead at a fast pace.
His speed was so fast it wore out Ye Hua, who followed behind.