C658 Autophagous fruit

"No problem." With just one word, Mu Junhan solved everything, and did not give his aunt any chance to escape. He glanced at An Lingge, and saw that the sword sheath had tightened even more. Her aunt did not dare move either, letting the bridge gradually restrain her breathing.

"This King asked you a moment ago. Do you have the answer?"

Mu Junhan did not let her go, if she did not speak today