He Yuan scoffed. "That's impossible. You don't care about being master's only disciple and you wouldn't bother yourself with me." It was true. The only conflict between Mo Jiu and Mo Sheng had been Shen Mianmian.
Mo Jiu did not put Mo Sheng in his eyes before and the reason he'd accused Mo Sheng of using evil cultivation methods was because he was sore loser whose pride couldn't handle the fact that he lost to someone he'd deemed as trash.
Mo Jiu grinned. "As expected, Daxiong knows me the most." And then he raised his hand to caress He Yuan's face.
He Yuan held it halfway. "Shidi, you better open your eyes clearly and see who you're about to practice your rubbish lines on. That nonsense is not attractive to me at all so you better behave!"
The both of them were the same height so He Yuan stared at Mo Jiu dead in the eyes for a few seconds before Mo Jiu easily pulled his hand out of He Yuan's tight grip with a bigger grin.
