"What happened?" Mo Lian contained her amusement and strolled closer to his Qiaoqiao.
It seemed, as expected, his Qiao was at the center of it again.
Qiao Mu glanced at him and discreetly stashed the two divine energy balls she had been about to toss away into her pocket.
"A pesky fly buzzed in front of me and chattered on. It's settled now." It must have been given a sound thrashing by the concealed pit. It must have learned a valuable lesson.
What kind of girl should meekly heed men's instructions, anyway?
She let out a sardonic chuckle.
This peculiar young man had audaciously inserted himself into this situation, trying to impart a lesson?
Well then, he'd better be prepared to learn one himself.
Qiao Mu's lips curled mockingly as she reached out to grasp Mo Lian's hand.
A sudden thought crossed her mind, and she swiveled to face Mentor Ma. "I've come to rescind my leave."
Mentor Ma was fuming!
