Mo Yan's voice was calm but even then Shao Meiyun could feel that there was something dangerous hidden underneath. She had worked as a hunter for decades and if she could not sense danger heading her way, all her experience would have gone to waste.
She clenched her fists and coughed lightly. "I have no idea what you are trying to emphasise here, Madam Mo." Shao Meiyun could think of a few things but she dared not to bring them up. She could only feign ignorance as Shao Meiyun knew that Mo Yan was not the kind of person who lost her patience. But when she lost her patience, her temper was something that even the Empress feared.