Luo Xiao grabbed his retreating hand, "How would I know?"
"Do you need to look in the mirror?"
"Mo Nanjue, when you speak, you should have evidence. Anyone can spout nonsense randomly," Luo Xiao's expression was angry as he took the lighter out of his pocket and threw it on the ground, "Did you come here just to talk about these things that are completely irrelevant?"
"Not entirely, I also have a question to ask you."
Luo Xiao squinted his eyes.
"I remember, you once said that Tong Ran and I are from different worlds because my world is black," Mo Nanjue's lips curled into a beguiling smirk as he took a puff of his cigarette, the smoke making the air hazy, "But now you're stepping in too; I'm very curious if your words still hold?"
"Your world is indeed black, would Xiao Ran be safe with you?"
"You knew that this world was black, yet didn't you step into it as well?"
Luo Xiao shook his head, "I'm different from you."
