Yun chujiu immediately beamed with joy. She took out some of the Yun family’s specialties and handed them to Mo Xiao:
“Big Brother Mo Xiao, it’s good that you don’t blame me. I specially left these specialties for you. You keep half and give the other half to the demon venerable as a token of my appreciation.”
Although Mo Xiao’s heart was still aching, he finally had some comfort. He squeezed out a smile and praised Yun chujiu before leaving in a hurry.
Yun chujiu pursed her lips. Little Girl, you still want to scheme against my crystals? I Can’t trick you to death!
The next morning, Luo Yuanhan, who had recently distanced himself from Yun Chujiu, took the initiative to come over and chat with her.
Yun Chujiu was suspicious in her heart, but her expression was the same as usual.
After Luo Yuanhan said a few words, the topic naturally shifted to the grand meeting of the Yun family of the sacred mountain.
