As long as I'm not interrogated by Mo Hua, there's nothing to be afraid of.
The man in green regained his composure and silently swore to himself that he wouldn't show off when there was no need to do so next time.
Especially before showing off to such a seemingly cute and well-behaved little cultivator who held a book in his hands, one should at least make sure to see what book he is holding.
"Uncle, are you a Formation Master?" Mo Hua couldn't help but ask.
"No, why bother being a Formation Master if it's not necessary?" the man shook his head.
"You're not a Formation Master, yet you know so much. You're really amazing," Mo Hua sincerely praised him.
"It's alright, these things are simple, they are not a big deal," the man in green said, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
"Then can I still ask you questions in the future?" Mo Hua asked.
"No!"
The man panicked inside and blurted out a refusal, then immediately feeling that it was inappropriate, he explained more earnestly,
