Looking at these few words, Mo Shu felt an uncontrollable wave of anger.
She furiously crumpled the three-word note into a ball and threw it on the ground.
Beside her, Zhao Zhu and Zhao Mei dared not even breathe.
Ji Nan picked up the note from the ground and said, "What happened? Why are you so angry with what's written?"
After opening the crumpled paper and seeing the contents, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Mo Shu glanced at her and asked, "Who delivered this letter just now?"
Ji Nan quickly replied, "It was a messenger, he's still waiting for you to write a reply so he can take it back."
Mo Shu let out a cold laugh, "Paper, brush, ink stone!"
Zhao Mei was already prepared and immediately presented the paper and brush, then began to grind the ink for Mo Shu.
Without waiting for Zhao Mei to finish grinding the ink, Mo Shu dipped a little and swiftly wrote two words: "Don't return!"
