"No need."
Mo Shangjun chuckled softly, calmly refusing.
Earlier, she had casually changed the subject, but this time it was such a direct refusal that the young people around finally snapped back to reality, remembering the original purpose of approaching Mo Shangjun.
In an instant, except for a few who were particularly slow, the others all felt a sense of being played.
They stared blankly at Mo Shangjun, somewhat sensing that something was off.
"I have something to do, so I need to leave first." Mo Shangjun said, then stood up from her seat. As she was about to leave, she paused suddenly, glanced at the heap of skewers on the table, and added purposely, "Thank you for the meal, it must have cost you a lot."
After speaking, Mo Shangjun put one hand in her pants pocket and lazily walked towards the door.
The crowd was a bit dazed, feeling like they realized something, but found it unbelievable, so they didn't immediately react.
