Is this... is this a trap?

Mather stared at Mo Qi blankly, without blinking, and even gave him a hairy look, as if a bug had gotten into his sleeve, and he became visibly uncomfortable with the naked eye.

She couldn't think of any reason for Mo Qi to harm her, even though the two sides couldn't talk about a good relationship; but she couldn't remember how much effort and suffering she had spent trying to find Lin Sanjiu. How could Qi be able to say "I've seen it" so easily and indifferently?

Wait, Lin Sanjiu fell into his flower garden, which means...

"You—" Martha tried twice before she could say the rest of the words completely: "You degraded her?"

"Ah," Mo Qi was still a little dazed, "Yes. No matter who it is, it will start to degrade when it enters the flower garden, don't you know?"

"How long has it been?" Martha suppressed the urge to grab him by the collar, or slap him across the face, and shouted angrily, "How long has it been since she entered your flower garden?"

"When I left, she had been lying in it for almost a day, and she had begun to degrade." Mo Qi's expression became serious, and he asked, "Who is that person? Is it important for you to find her? If not , find someone else, even if you rush over immediately, I suspect that she will be degraded to the point where only a skeleton remains..."

Before he could finish his last sentence, Mather had already stepped up, putting his hand on his shoulder, and the long sharp armor was only an inch away from his throat.

"Take me to your garden right now," said Martha as calmly as possible. "You'd better hope she's alive."

Mo Qi's Lin Sanjiu looked distressed, and softly persuaded: "Don't worry, just speak slowly. Before you explain, let me ask you a question first?"

Mather was speechless again, and nodded.

"Who is Luze?"

Lin Sanjiu still asked softly.