Mo Beichen looked at her plain face, and from this angle, he couldn't associate her with Gu Qian at all. Yet, for some reason, he could sense her cautiously guarding against him.
"Really? Black-and-white TVs are so outdated. It's already the age of LCD and LED TVs dominating, and soon VR will come out. Do you want to try it?"
Buhui placed her hands on the bundle, sitting in the cramped car compartment, feeling very oppressed, "No, Master says everything outside the mountain is void, and only cultivation is real."
Mo Beichen successfully diverted her attention. He started the car and drove out of the parking lot, kicking up a trail of yellow dust behind. Buhui clutched the seatbelt tightly, "Sir, please let me out, I don't want to ride in your car."
Mo Beichen glanced at her, seeing her timid and scared expression, he laughed heartily, "Don't be afraid, I won't drive the car into the river."
