"Well… I don't think I've asked for her name yet… so… I don't know…" The originally aggressive Mo Yu instantly shrunk his neck and sat on the chair with a guilty conscience.
In an instant, four pairs of sharp eyes shot towards him in unison.
"Aiyo, is a name really that important?" Mo Yu lowered his head and found an excuse.
The four elves, who had been stirred up by Mo Yu, were instantly defeated by this hopeless idiot.
How could they expect such an idiot to have discerning eyes?
After Shen Yanxiao arranged for her to earn quick bucks, she prepared to go to the dungeon the next night to visit her Third Uncle who had been detained due to his romantic exploits. However, before she could prepare to check out the situation, Mo Yu suddenly came to the inn.
"Hey!" When Mo Yu saw Shen Yanxiao resting, Mo Yu ran all the way into the inn.
