Jun Wu Yao had on his usual smile as he looked down at Bai Mo who was crying, and as a smile with other intentions flashed by his eyes.
There were more and more people watching. The gazes of the people were really stinging. Jun Wu Xie was still thinking about how to solve the matter before them when Jun Wu Yao suddenly raised his hand and picked up Bai Mo who was clinging on his leg.
The seemingly light movements contained irresistible hegemony. Although Bai Mo did not wish to be pushed away, he found that he was like a child in the hands of this man. He did not have the slightest ability to resist and he was lifted up like a little chick by Jun Wu Yao.
Only a moment later, Bai Mo stopped crying. He stared at Jun Wu Yao and discovered his sinister smiling eyes looking back at him.
