C591 False Process Number

The battle between Mo Ruhua and Sihee Liaoheng had only just begun.

If his hands and feet were bound by the illusion in front of him, he would feel very ashamed.

"Little Mo, you're surely not satisfied with me, right?" The fake Liu Chengji asked.

"What do you mean?" Mo Ruhua said as she raised her left eyebrow.

"I'm guessing that when you became a disciple of the Cloud Shadow