Mo Yi didn't say anything. He just squatted in front of the cemetery and wiped the dust off the tombstone.
His fingers were clean.
"You're a kind and good child…" Fa Er's voice was filled with relief.
"Kind?"
Mo Yi sneered and stood up. There was already a hint of disdain in his voice. "Fa Er, I say, you're really blind…"
Before he came, he had just killed a few people to practice.
How blind was he to think that he was kind?
"Mo Yi, you've become gentler than before." Fa Er chuckled and looked at him with a gentler gaze. "You haven't been here for a long time. Did something interesting happen when you went out this time?"
"No, you're overthinking."
Mo Yi stood up and flicked the dust from his hands. He looked ridiculously elegant.
"Mo Yi, you're not honest…" As if he had seen something interesting, the smile on his face widened." I see that your eyes are much gentler than before…"
