Mo Huasong waved his hand and said, "You can teach her the Dianjing art tomorrow, it's not too late. I've always said, a fair trade is all I ask for. Don't harbor any ulterior motives. I have a short temper, and if you set me off, you'll have to face the consequences."
"No, I will definitely teach Liu Lanxi the Dianjing art sincerely, without any reservation." The Dragon Painter, grasping Mo Huasong's meaning, hurriedly responded.
Others might be unaware of Mo Huasong's capability, but they were.
The Dragon Painter claimed fearlessness in the face of death because his martial prowess was beyond what common men could handle.
Even the Pang Family Villa couldn't lay a finger on him.
However, Mo Batian was different; a notorious devil who killed without batting an eyelid. If provoked, one wouldn't live to tell tales.
