Yan Qing flicked his arm away and strode forward.
Her footsteps were steady and windy, but her figure was quite thin, with a hint of coldness.
Yu Mo staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Lady Shi'er asked softly, "Right Divine General… are you alright?"
Yu Mo rubbed his face. "It's fine! Let's see how long this kid can be stubborn. Hmph!"
Lady Shi'er was confused. "What… do you mean?"
Could it be… the Left Divine General and Eighth Sister…
"But weren't they… acting previously…" Lady Shi'er's voice became softer and softer.
Yu Mo flicked her forehead lightly. "Stupid, have you never heard of a fake show being real?"
Lady Shi'er rubbed her head. It didn't hurt, but Yu Mo's words made her care even more.
Yu Mo smiled mysteriously. "Do you think he's willing to support any girl?"
The Left Divine General's reputation wasn't for nothing.
