Upon hearing Ding Jing's words, Mo Shangjun finally showed a slight reaction.
She leisurely pulled down the cloth acting as a mask, tugging it all the way down to her neck like a "scarf," then tilted her head to look at the offroad vehicle where Ding Jing was.
"Alright, listen to my command," Mo Shangjun lazily spoke up.
"I mean, co-operate," Ding Jing emphasized word by word.
Mo Shangjun curled her lips and said, "I heard you loud and clear."
"You mean refusal?" Ding Jing raised an eyebrow.
"We'll see," Mo Shangjun replied, "Should you get eliminated as soon as you show up, we'd lose quite a bit."
Ding Jing gave her the middle finger and then stepped on the accelerator, driving off.
Liang Zhiqiong exclaimed "Hey—" thinking that she hadn't had the chance to tell Mo Shangjun about running into Zhong Lingyue again last night, but ultimately had to swallow her words, watching Mo Shangjun drift further away from them.
"Momo, should we chase them?"
