In the end, Mo Qishen seemed to have evaporated from the world, and no news of him could be traced.
For a good-for-nothing like Mo Qishen, if he didn't have the support of the Mo Family, he would be left to sit and wait for death.
Maybe, he didn't even make it to the next lifetime!
Mockery filled Li Xianxian's eyes.
Ni Yang replied to her with a good-natured smile, "Happy New Year."
Her harmless demeanor was as if she had never had any issues with Li Xianxian.
"Yangyang, are you and Uncle Six also here to burn incense?" Li Xianxian asked.
Ni Yang nodded, "Hmm."
Li Xianxian continued, "Since we're all here to burn incense, why don't we do it together?"
Buddhist temples were places of tranquility, and Ni Yang wasn't interested in mingling with Li Xianxian or Mo Baichuan.
As if sensing Ni Yang's thoughts, Mo Qishen immediately declined: "No, Yangyang and I have other things to do."
"Right." Ni Yang nodded, "Brother Mo, let's go."
The two of them turned and walked away.
