C383 Kill Its Nine Races

Mo Beichen chuckled and slightly raised his eyebrows.

"Got it."

Not long after, the wooden door of the study room was opened. Mo Yu was dressed in a yellow python robe, with a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes. He shot Mo Beichen a glance, let out a heavy snort, flung his sleeves, and left in big strides without even saying goodbye.

It seemed like he had run into a wall inside