Looking at the man in front of him, he Muyun's forehead broke out in cold sweat.
No one would know how terrifying and vicious this seemingly harmless man was.
Every time he saw his smile, he Muyun would associate it with the Grim Reaper.
"Auntie, what's wrong? don't you want to play?" Wang Jingyang chuckled.
"Your Excellency, please speak." He Muyun lowered his head.
"Well, this game is very simple. It tells me to ask you a question and you answer it. You can't lie, Auntie." Wang Jingyang's smile did not falter.
"My Lord, please ask. I won't hide anything from you." He Muyun said.
"Yes, I'll ask then." Wang Jingyang finished the last sip of milk and threw the empty bottle into the trash can.
Wang Jingyang then rubbed his hands and said,""Auntie, did you tell anyone about miss's identity and whereabouts?"