They were so close to each other now, Feng Yin holding his breath and concentrating, quietly listening to the sounds of the two brothers —
From the tone of Mo Yuantu's speech, a complex and anxious meaning could be heard: "Are you out of your mind? Is that kind of question even appropriate to ask?"
Mo Yuanqing sighed, equally laden with worry: "So you're telling me you're not worried at all?"
Mo Yuantu: "What's the use of worrying? Things are the way they are now, and besides, are these things really up to us to decide?"
"But the matter has already been discovered by someone." Mo Yuanqing said, taking a glance at his older brother's groin.
Mo Yuantu couldn't help but look down and shudder in return, hastily tying his belt, as if hiding something disgraceful.
Then the two brothers also fell silent, looking at each other with heavy hearts.
