Sixty to seventy percent resemblance?
Ye Jiuliang and the others exchanged glances.
"Ajiu, it seems our speculation wasn't wrong," Ji Mingqian hooked his lips, his words carrying profound meaning.
This Elder Mo knew their master, or perhaps even had an extraordinary relationship with him, all of these incidents were likely being manipulated by this Elder Mo from behind the scenes.
From the moment their master died, he had been laying traps.
Ye Jiuliang's cold eyes slightly narrowed as he reached out to take back the appraisal report and reinserted it into the document bag.
His expression was calm and natural, as if nothing had happened at all.
Mo Chen looked on, inexplicably panicked, "Sister Ajiu, I..."
