"Damn it, whatever, believe it or not. If you don't want to listen, I don't feel like talking either. If you want to search, just go look around the streets. Let's see when you'll find him!" Lin Mu crossed his arms and leaned back against the chair.
"Hmph, I'll trust you this time. If you dare deceive me, I'll skin you alive!"
Qi Manlin said as she stopped at a roadside breakfast shop. Actually, Qi Manlin was a bit hungry too, and aimlessly searching like this was just a waste of time. It was better to hear Lin Mu's thoughts, this guy was cunning; he might actually have a good idea.
After getting out of the car, Lin Mu hurriedly went into the shop and ordered two large bowls of eight-treasure porridge, three trays of pork buns, and four dough sticks, placing them all in front of himself. Then he devoured them as if he hadn't eaten for hundreds of years, like a whirlwind!
