If Bo Jiu were to hear this conversation, she would definitely say, "You look more like a fish."
Inside the theater, Qin Mo listened to his earpiece, his eyes darkening.
One of them was the mastermind and the identity of the other one was obvious.
But Qin Mo didn't reply as he continued to walk straight with the leaving crowd, his gaze placed on You Hongliang, who wasn't far ahead.
You Hongliang couldn't wait any longer, he started to become impatient. Why were there so many people in front? Why couldn't they walk faster? How could they waste his precious time?!
He tugged his collar, a flame blazing in his eyes as he approached the seat. He squeezed forward and bent down to retrieve his item.
Such an action wasn't considered sudden in a theater.
Since everyone was rushing out, no one would bother with what he was doing.
You Hongliang knew exactly what was inside the exquisite bag.
