"Got it, the recent matters must have troubled you. It's still early, why don't we go to the bar to liven things up?"
Mo San suggested.
"Do you think I've lived too long? When have I ever been to a bar?" Mo Jinrong questioned.
"No, Young Master. I just wanted to cheer you up as you haven't been very energetic recently. After all, the company's auditions are in two days. I was afraid that you would get dizzy and end up eliminating the pretty girls."
Mo San smiled boldly.
There were thousands of goddesses, and young ladies were changing every year. He wondered who would be his goddess this year.
"The auditions?" Mo Jinrong seemed to have forgotten something as he asked.
"I forgot, Young Master, this is your biggest headache every year, but this year, you'll have to suffer a little more."
Mo San covered his mouth and smiled.
