Mo Yin softly pulled his hand out from her grasp, he comforted, "Mother, don't worry, it's just an old friend of mine, not an enemy."
Then, he leaped and landed on the thousand-winged ancient ship, sitting down in front of Zhong Yue. He looked around and saw no one around them, Zhong Yue was all alone without any experts protecting him.
"Mister, I salute your courage to come and stop me on your own." Mo Yin picked up the wine bottle on the table and filled the cup in front of him, he said while smiling, "Mister Yi, are you here to kill me?"
Zhong Yue shook, he said, "I never had the blood of any humans on my hands before, they are still clean as of now. I am here to send you off."
