His aged countenance instantly transformed into a radiant, chrysanthemum-like smile. "My dear, how about I pass on all the wisdom I've gathered throughout my lifetime to you? This way, I can depart from this world with no regrets!"
"Oh, come on! Don't even think about leaving us now!"
"Get lost!"
"Shoo, shoo, shoo! You're the one who should shoo! Dying in front of me is absolutely off-limits!"
"Then let's get back to the game!"
"Wait, Seniors, Senior!! Seniors…" /Seriously, these two must have been ancient when you added up their ages!/
/Why were they still squabbling like mischievous children?/
Duan Yue intervened, attempting to separate the two, but the very next moment, he found himself recoiling involuntarily due to the overpowering stench of their clothes.
Mo Lian couldn't help but involuntarily twitch his mouth and silently took a half-step back.
