"By the way, Mr. Mou, where did you find these? How did you get them?" Mo Jun asked cautiously and uneasily.
She hadn't forgotten what they did for a living; you could say they were people surviving in the underworld.
So these things, they better not have shady origins!
She wasn't so dazzled by the treasures that she forgot herself; she didn't want to bring a big trouble upon herself because of these things.
Mo Jun waited nervously for his answer, expecting him to be angry.
In the end, Mou Xiao just casually replied with two words, "Forgot."
"Forgot?" Mo Jun was dumbfounded, and so were the others.
Such precious things, and he forgot where they came from?!
He must be joking. How could anyone forget? Anyone would find it unforgettable.
Xing Yan suddenly explained plainly, "These were found in our warehouse; no need to worry about their origin. If you're still uneasy, feel free to return them at any time!"
