"I... I don't know," Fang Ya shook her head in terror.
Su Mo's lips curled up, "Lady Fang, I advise you to tell the truth, my blade is quite sharp."
Fang Ya glanced sideways, catching a glimpse of a piece of clothing, and growled, "I am Lu Chen's mother! What are you doing!"
Suddenly, Su Mo withdrew the Tang Blade and walked over to the mutton soup simmering on the stove. She leaned down to sniff it and said, "Smells good, such a pity it's meant for my father's killer."
"Have you lost your mind?! What nonsense are you spouting!" Fang Ya quickly came over and turned off the stove, fear evident in her eyes.
Su Mo didn't feel like wasting any more time with her. Footsteps of servants could be heard outside the kitchen. She exerted her pressure, pointing the blade at Fang Ya's heart, and whispered, "I don't have much time, think of it as for Lu Chen's sake, where is the Lu Family's laboratory?"