C593 593 Higher Rights

Qiao Mu was shocked.

"You …" She opened her mouth, but her voice was unable to stop herself from stuttering, "You … "What do you mean?"

… ….

"Cough, cough, cough!"

A violent cough interrupted their conversation.

Qiao Mu looked towards the source of the sound — —

The driver from before, or rather, the 'slave' Huang Liu spoke of, was lying on the ground far away and coughing