Su Mo listened and felt confused:
"What is Jingxin Hall?"
The shopkeeper immediately felt a loss of interest, as nothing is more boring in life than telling something that seems very interesting, but the listener completely fails to find any amusement.
He gave an awkward laugh:
"Guest, please sit, you're not a person of Jianghu, there's no need to inquire about these things. I'll go to the kitchen to prepare a meal for you."
"Oh, oh... alright, alright."
Su Mo nodded and let the shopkeeper go.
After the person left, Su Mo closed the door and exchanged glances with Little Situ.
Little Situ's face turned red in an instant.
She recalled calling Su Mo her husband in front of others, even though it was Su Mo's voice transmission that prompted her, she still felt her cheeks burning now.
Seeing her expression, Su Mo knew what she was thinking, and the words he was about to say got stuck in his throat.
He gave a dry laugh:
