C339 It Was Gone

After listening to these words, Zhao Yao knitted his brows tightly, and countless big question marks appeared on his head. What identity? That identity? Could it be that Mo Wuji was a fool?

He did not dare to say that, so he could only say, "What are you talking about..."

Hearing this, Mo Xiao recovered from his confusion. He coughed awkwardly and said, "Go home."

If Zhao Ruo was a blockhead