Rong Xiu continued to write.

It's too late now, so it doesn't make any sense to send it over.

Yu Mo became quiet.

In the hall, there was no other sound except for the sound of brushes passing through the paper.

Yu Mo felt a little cold inexplicably.

He quietly looked up.

Master, are you... angry?

Yes, Shu Jing did this matter too ignorant.

He thought for a while and asked:

"Master, otherwise... I will go and talk to Shu Jing?"

After a moment, Rong Xiu finally stopped writing.

He looked up and saw a deep and deserted look in his phoenix eyes.
Chapter completed!