"Have a drink?" Long Yun was taken aback. What's going on? Weren't they just about to fight?
Mo Huasong asked curiously, "Elder Master Long, didn't you want to drive me away? Now you're asking me to have a drink, aren't you going to poison the wine?"
"How could that be? When I heard that you're here for our girl Yun, I was very happy so I've prepared wine and food for you since early morning." Elder Master Long indeed does not disappoint, being cunning enough to say anything.
Just now, they were saying that Mo Huasong is not worthy of Long Yun, like a toad lusting after a swan.
Pang Xiangliang was sweating in silence, even though he's older than Elder Master Long, but in terms of having nerve, he's no match for him.
Mo Huasong didn't want to have a drink with Elder Master Long. He staunchly said, "I am here to see Long Yun, not you."
