"Hmph. Are you questioning me?" Mu He snorted coldly. His gaze was indifferent as he looked at the subordinate kneeling on the floor, and his tone was unusually calm, like the surface of a frozen lake.
"I wouldn't dare! This subordinate will absolutely obey your orders." Not a trace of pressure had fallen on him, yet the butler instantly broke out in pouring sweat. He instinctively prostrated himself on the floor and hurriedly spoke in a humble voice.
Mu He raised his eyes but did not look at him. Only his indifferent voice echoed through the room.
"What I need isn't his life. The Mind Realm is enough to make a mage with weak Mental Power fall into an eternal sleep. What I want is to use him to delay those little flies from the Judgement Association. It's only a mere antique scroll. Lord Salang's plan cannot afford any mishap!"
"Yes!" Hearing this, the male butler immediately nodded like a pecking chicken, quickly climbed up from the floor, and respectfully withdrew from the study.
After entering the city, Mo Fan was called away by Mo Jiaxing for the moment. Bai Mo did not want to intrude on the father and son's reunion either, so he arranged with Mo Fan to meet at the school gate the next morning.
He slowly walked to the street below the apartment building. There were several vendors selling snacks by the roadside as usual. Remembering that he had not eaten yet, Bai Mo went to a stall selling stinky tofu and ordered two portions.
He noticed another stall beside it selling hand-grabbed pancakes. He had not seen it before; it was probably new. So he asked the auntie who was packing the stinky tofu.
"Auntie, is the one selling hand-grabbed pancakes new here? How