"Young Master..."
Mo Qinglian looked at Ye Xuan, her eyes complex.
"Xiao Lian is leaving."
"Go ahead," Ye Xuan said with an indifferent smile, "it's not like we're parting in life or death."
How could he not see that Mo Qinglian had just run behind him, simply feeling the complexity of leaving?
But, after all, she had to leave.
What happened today made Mo Qinglian realize that she truly wasn't a person of this land, she would eventually have to return to the East Desolate Mo Family.
"I'm leaving."
Ye Xuan took the initiative to turn away and leave, without turning back, he said.
"Mr. Ye, please go slowly," Mo Yunchui respectfully bowed to Ye Xuan.
"Young Master, will we meet again in the future?!" Mo Qinglian's face turned pale, but she finally shouted out.
"Of course," Ye Xuan waved his hand and leisurely left.
"Family Head, let's go," Mo Long, seeing Mo Yunchui and Mo Qinglian still watching the direction of Ye Xuan's departure, couldn't help but speak out.
