Jun Yexuan looked down and was surprised to say, "It is her."
Then, he suddenly remembered something Qiao Qing had said, "Sang Wu's IQ is 247…"
He narrowed his eyes and felt a wave of anxiety.
Mu Jinghang didn't know what he was thinking and merely found this intriguing, "I had no idea she would look so pretty without that weird robe. Look at how youthful she looks! She looks nothing like an old prophet. I can't believe she's a member of this high IQ club!"
"What prophet? Who?" Qi Yuyang looked down, "You haven't told me how the other damn woman tried to hurt Qingqing!"
Mu Jinghang kept his eyes on Sang Wu and responded to him impatiently, "It's not a big deal. Plus, what can you do even if I tell you? Are you going to go down there and hit her?"
Qi Yuyang was stifled.
Just then, someone knocked on the door.
Those in the room exchanged glances and were all equally confused.
Mu Jinghang said, "Come in."
