If such a person were born in the Superpower World, they would indeed be a rare talent. Such a pity, born into this ordinary world devoid of Spiritual Energy!
What a waste of a good seedling.
An ordinary person will always be just an ordinary person!
Mo Feixue stood rooted to the spot, watching the direction Chu Jin had left, her fists clenched tightly.
**
In the living room.
The old lady of the Mo family was chatting with Tong Zhi, both faces beaming with smiles.
Upon seeing Chu Jin arrive, Mo Qingyi immediately looped her arm through his and walked toward the old lady, "Mama, Mama, Jin is here."
"Auntie, Aunty Tong," Chu Jin greeted the two politely.
"Ah Jin, quick," the old lady of the Mo family reached out, grabbing his wrist affectionately, "Come sit by your auntie."
Mo Qingyi sidled up to Tong Zhi, "Aunty Tong, I'll sit with you."
