Mo Yao Wang looked at Li FuJin strangely. His brows raised before he chuckled. His eyes are fierce, there was a deep meaning on his gaze.
"Do you think I'm stupid?" He said with a smirk. "You even dare to pretend using another identity." Mo Yao Wang uttered. The atmosphere in the place became reserved and stifled.
Li FuJin raised his eyebrow. But he has been so anxious over the old man knowing his identity. Worse, Mo Yao Wang is aware that he is pretending to be someone else.
Although it was his childhood identity, Li FuJin still feels restless. He can't help but feel troubled that Mo Yao Wang might have found out he was the boy who bit YuYan at the lake.
Not hearing a response from Li FuJin, Mo Yao Wang turned his attention back to the chess pieces. There was an unknown flash on his eyes that fell on the chess piece next to the queen.
