Qiao Mu facepalmed, and when she looked back and saw how he alighted the carriage after her with a grin, she couldn't resist glaring at him.
This person had a strange magical power, which acted just like a magnet, that tightly attracted other people's eyeballs. It was particularly despicable.
Needless to say, Mo Lian wouldn't care about how the little fellow was giving him a dour look. He merely held her small hand in secret amusement as he led her towards the Highest Judiciary's entrance. "We have come here to the Highest Judiciary's prison twice already. Since you know the way already, I won't go down with you, okay."
Qiao Mu nodded, indicating with her gaze for him to let go.
You're not going down with me, so why do you keep holding my hand? You're hindering me from moving about!
Mo Lian looked at her innocently. "I'll escort you over to the entrance."
