It seems he knew Mu Qianyue would come, he was here waiting early on, he turned around to look at Mu Qianyue, a dark glow flashed in his deep eyes.
"Little Yueyue, this is not the place you should come, better go back!"
His voice was cold and carried an undeniable authority.
Mu Qianyue didn't expect him to be waiting here, her expression slightly changed, fearing that there would be no opportunity to take action recently, with Situ Mo watching over her day and night, she couldn't act at all!
Looking up, there was a hint of indistinct coldness in her eyes as she looked at Situ Mo, then she turned and returned to her courtyard.
Watching Mu Qianyue's departing figure, a complex emotion surged in Situ Mo's eyes, "Little Yueyue, don't blame me because I can't let you go to your death. Here, no one can save Nalan Jing."
