Mo Huasong couldn't let Long Yun down so he promptly replied, "Sure, no problem."
Long Hao assumed that Mo Huasong wouldn't be able to ride a motorcycle, he was eager to see a Ferrari in action.
However, Mo Huasong, saying he could ride, left him disappointed.
"Long Hao, come over here," Mo Huasong got on the motorcycle, examined it for a while, then called over Long Hao, who was just about to leave.
"Ha, brother-in-law, do you have any gifts for me?" Long Hao asked with a hopeful face.
Since he had abandoned all shame in the past, there was no need for it now.
His grandfather, who was a Grandmaster in Martial Arts, had told him to spend more time with Mo Huasong and seize any benefits that came his way without feeling embarrassed.
Mo Huasong asked, "How do you start this motorcycle?"
On hearing this, Long Hao paused for a moment, then broke into a cold sweat. "You don't know how to?"
"I didn't, but I will in a moment. Just tell me how," replied Mo Huasong.
