The night was Peaceful.
Unexpectedly so.
Beside the large drum of Gu Tower, the atmosphere was also very quiet.
After Su Mo finished speaking, the silence was unsettling.
The smile on the young lady's face had disappeared at some point, unbeknownst to all.
She quietly watched Su Mo, and a layer of murderous intent had already covered her calm eyes.
She was Wan Yilan.
Indeed, she had invited Su Mo to Gu Tower tonight to avenge Wan Cangxin.
But she did not make her move.
If she had been confident she could kill Su Mo in a direct confrontation, she would have not hesitated.
Nor would there have been the act of offering herself to him tonight.
But facing the number one figure of Donghuang, let alone being the little princess of Wusheng Hall.
Even if she were the Hall Master of Wusheng Hall, she wouldn't dare to claim she could kill Su Mo in a direct confrontation.
Thus, she thought of this method.
