"Everyone, absolutely do not misunderstand." Mu Liangde hastily opened his mouth to speak. "Senior Brother Duan Yue, I really didn't get close to the people from Ghost Faction. I…"
Duan Yue waved his hand, clearly not wanting to say anything more to him.
Liang Qingqing also looked at him disappointedly. "Senior Brother Mu, you already committed a wrong by mingling with the people from Ghost Faction."
Mu Liangde opened his mouth, and then shut it to sit there sulkily with his stifled anger, his gaze directed towards the stage.
He saw the little girl ascending the stairs very steadily onto the stage.
A pure white snow leopard landed by her feet with a whoosh.
Chou An flew lightly onto the stage with a very graceful leap. It was impossible to see that she had been at her last gasp merely a few days ago from having her hand chopped off.
Chou An's gaze landed proudly on Qiao Mu's face. "You weren't expecting this, right?"
