Chapter 587: The Dense Fog Becomes Denser

Zhang Xianhu suddenly turned around and walked away. After giving Li Yunmu a rough idea about his intentions, he quickly left without saying another word.

Li Yunmu massaged the back of his neck and asked in a profound tone, "System, don't you intend to say anything about Zhang Xianhu's way of thinking? If you see me happily agreeing with him, you shouldn't think that I believe him. If I didn't know about your existence, then perhaps I might have believed that I am a prisoner."

[Eh?]

The system issued an average 'eh' in a drawn out ton as if rhetorically asking Li Yunmu about what he meant.