Su Xuan smiled politely. "Brother, leave this to me."
Su Mo looked at Xiahou Yi, who was in the corner with a sinister gaze. "Alright, I'll deal with that guy."
Xiahou Yi looked at Su Mo coldly.
Su Mo had never disguised himself on the island. Xiahou Yi had seen him more than once, so he naturally recognized him.
"It's you."
Xiahou Yi finally stopped speaking calmly.
Su Mo looked at him arrogantly, as if he was looking at a defeated opponent in his twilight years. He said calmly, "Are you gritting your teeth just like that?"
Xiahou Yi's expression did not change, but the blood that suddenly seeped out of his wrist betrayed his emotions.
He was shocked!
He was also very angry!
There was even a hint of jealousy and greed that could not be concealed!
Such a young body, such a strong physique, and such a promising talent was something Xiahou Yi could no longer have.
Or perhaps he had never had it.
