The whereabouts of his mother was the one thing Mo Qi wanted to know most right now, bar none.
If Elder Ku Mu could directly provide the whereabouts of his mother, it would save him from a huge problem.
Elder Ku Mu picked at his teeth with a finger, his voice muffled. "I don't know. Next."
Mo Qi: "???"
'Next?'
''I don't know' counts as an answer?'
'Is he messing with me?'
Seemingly noticing Mo Qi's displeasure, Elder Ku Mu pulled his finger from his mouth, sucked on it for a moment, and said, "I only said I'd answer two of your questions, not that I would definitely have the answers."
"Besides, I really don't know where that crazy girl is right now."
'Damn it, I got played by this old geezer!'
Though furious, Mo Qi felt helpless in the face of the boundlessly powerful Elder Ku Mu. What could he do?
All he could do was choose to forgive him.
