C31 If You Don't Leave I'il Leave

The silence made one feel suffocated. Fortunately, there was a gust of wind blowing outside the window. The leaves rustled in the wind, blowing away the coldness of the room.

Mo Xiaozhu lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand. With a cold voice, he said, "Mr. Shui, if there's nothing else, please leave my room. Thank you for your cooperation."

In a completely formal tone