"Mo Sheng?" He Yuan looked ahead to find the man of the show, Mo Jiu, walking towards him with a beautiful woman by his side. The lady's eyes did not acknowledge He Yuan at all as she was focused on eyeing Mo Jiu with a flushed face. The Alchemy peak master.
The woman humphed and narrowed her eyes at He Yuan when she finally managed to tear her hungry gaze away from Mo Jiu. "Mo boy. What are you doing here?"
He Yuan cupped his fist and lowered his head slightly like he'd seen Mo Sheng do numerous times in the storyline. Anyhow, the woman was centuries old and was at the middle stage of the Dao seeking level. It wouldn't do to slight her so openly at his current level. "Peak master. I was just taking a stroll and admiring the spiritual herbs."
Mo Jiu narrowed his eyes. "Are you not supposed to be fighting at the arena?"
He Yuan pretended not to hear Mo Jiu and remained silent. By seniority, he wasn't obligated to answer Mo Jiu's questions.
