"Bu Lige, long time no see." Han Mo poured two cups of clear tea.
"Han Mo, it has indeed been quite a while since I last saw you." Bu Lige sat down in a carefree manner. "Creation Realm... Looks like you haven't fallen much behind me in your cultivation progress."
She took a sip of the tea. Its fragrance soothed the heart and refreshed the mind. Even though Bu Lige did not usually drink much tea, she could tell that this was truly good tea.
"Likewise." Han Mo smiled faintly. "My talent is not as good as yours, so naturally I have to spend more effort on cultivation."
Bu Lige curled her lips. "Your habit of beating around the bush hasn't changed one bit. Go on, what exactly did you want to see me for?"
She did not want to waste time with Han Mo. Luo Chuan had said earlier that he would bring out the script in the evening, and now she only wanted to return to Snow Maple Pavilion as soon as possible.
"The people who came with you earlier should all be customers of the rumored Origin Mall, right?" Han Mo posed his question.
Bu Lige immediately laughed. "That's right, the rumored Origin Mall."
To these people, Origin Mall was still something that existed only in rumors. They had never had the chance to visit it in person.
As for Han Mo being able to guess that, Bu Lige was not particularly surprised.
Ever since childhood, this guy had possessed an exceptional mind. He also liked taking in lackeys, and he always loved speaking in roundabout ways...
In any case, as far as Bu Lige was concerned, dealing with smart people was truly troublesome.
Han Mo nodded slightly, paying no attention to the wording in Bu Lige's