"Hey, uncle, do you understand? Why are you blocking here, to be a sign?" Nangong Li suddenly felt a chill on his back - he turned around and stared at Xia Mo with an unknown look. "You... Don't know me?" "You think you are Grandpa Mao, and everyone must know you!?" "Well, that's right, remember what you said, and you will know me soon." Xia Mo looked at him with contempt and helplessness, as if he were looking at a patient who had just escaped from Xiaoheba -