Seeing the officer's difficulty, Mu Xiaojiu let out a cold snort and slowly walked over to Baili Yang.
Standing next to Baili Yang, he placed his hands on the long table and leaned forward.
His lips reached Baili Yang's ear, and in a soft tone, he said, "Are you really not even going to care about her?"
After speaking, Mu Xiaojiu straightened up, looking down at him.
Baili Yang's body trembled slightly and he raised his eyes to look at Mu Xiaojiu.
"I didn't expect you'd be this heartless towards her!"
This kid actually dared to threaten him using Xiaxia!
Did he misjudge him?
The old man lowered his head, contemplating, then after a while, he spoke softly.
"None of this is my fault; I won't admit it. They weren't harmed by me!"
"You want me to confess, I can go along with it, but I hope you won't make things difficult for Xiaxia. She has nothing to do with this."
Mu Xiaojiu only looked at him nonchalantly, with no sign of emotion in his eyes.
