Musheng felt a strange sensation sweep through her heart as she noticed that Mu Luo's gaze first fell onto her stomach.
She didn't speak first but sat down and, separated by a glass-like prison, watched Mu Luo inside.
His indifferent gaze seemed devoid of both sorrow and joy, leaving Musheng's current thoughts inscrutable.
"Are you here to see me for the last time?"
Mu Luo lifted the corners of his mouth with a slightly wicked smile, as if he had already guessed the purpose of Musheng's visit.
"Probably."
Musheng looked at Mu Luo, displaying no sympathy, merely glancing at him with a slowly rising sneer in her eyes: "You should know why I came to see you, and I won't make you guess. What was the reason for you to stop in the building? Holding two unloaded guns against me, were you hoping for some different outcome? Was that your plan?"
After Musheng's words, Mu Luo just let out a light chuckle.
