Lord Mo had flippant phoenix eyes and a kindly face. He turned a blind eye and kept strolling forwards after lightly patting his sleeves.
It was as if it wasn't a pretty young girl that pretentiously wanted to throw herself into his embrace, but only a blind little bird that flew over, which was met with his brusque flick.
Our fellow Hidden Flower inwardly laughed "Heh-heh" before obsequiously chasing after his master.
He just had to pretend not to see Master occasionally going nuts with a screw or two loose. He was a trusted and loyal little guard. He, of course, wouldn't say things like 'Oh Master, you really are demented!'
Mo Lian took two steps before abruptly stopping. He suddenly looked back and slightly narrowed his phoenix eyes, sweeping his gaze across the busy pedestrians.
When the bustling passerby's gazes landed on him, they all subconsciously stopped and stared at him for a moment.
