章 97: Sore Spot

Fang Mu ignored the old man's sarcasm.

From this conversation, he had confirmed one thing. People other than him had indeed come here.

"Was it a woman?" Fang Mu asked again.

The old man continued to smile.

He laughed for a long time.

"Why should I tell you?" He laughed until tears fell out of his eyes. Under the light, his aged face was covered in tears. This sight looked miserable and scary. When the old man saw that his words and actions did not affect Fang Mu, he stopped laughing.

"Useless!"

He raised his head and looked at the ceiling. Then, he said, "She was really a beauty." He smacked his lips as if he were reminiscing. He sighed again and said, "To be honest, that woman is superb. She's even more delicious than when your mother was young and pretty."

It was unknown what the man said touched Fang Mu's sore spot and agitated him. However, as he stood outside the glass wall, Fang Mu's face suddenly darkened.