"You heard it clearly, Mu Zhu, I want you to inform the shadow guards to do the packing, I want to enlist this mansion up for sell." He stood up and walked to the stairs.
"Mo Han, let me tell you, you don't have any right to formulate such important decisions! You haven't even inquired from Master if he wants to do that!" He finally barked back at him as his eyes gaped like an irritated predator prepared to tear its prey down.
"You can call and inform him, Mu Zhu, hurry up... I will freshen up first. " He walked through the stairs and disappeared past the staircase corner.
Mu Zhu stared at Mo Han before looking at his brother who was seething mad inwardly.
" What are you staring at you, dimwit! " He spat those words out venomously, it was like he wanted to vent his anger on him but couldn't as he felt he was still the cause of this small fight.
