Beichuan Si slightly moved the electric saw away and then asked.
"How do you know?" Mouchi Qingluo was stunned.
"I'm asking you."
The saw blade moved closer again.
"Yes, yes, yes! It's for the Mouchi Witch!"
Mouchi Qingluo cried out again.
At the same time, she felt particularly aggrieved.
In the Mouchi family, she wasn't exactly high-ranking, but there were hardly any who dared to treat her like Beichuan Si did.
After all, she was in her thirties too, strictly speaking, she was a senior to some of the young leaders, and generally, the juniors held her in high regard.
Seeing this middle-aged woman's aggrieved look, Beichuan Si also frowned.
As Mouchi Qingluo said, she came for the Mouchi Witch, and monitoring him and Shen Gu Mirai this time was because Shen Gu Mirai was the Mouchi Witch... but—
How did the other party know who the Mouchi Witch was?
Or did they have some special sensing with the Mouchi Witch's Certificate?
