"Hard work."
Mo Shangjun replied indifferently with two words.
Ya Tianxing smiled a bit.
Mo Shangjun followed with a listless air.
After walking for a few more minutes, Mo Shangjun suddenly asked, "What's the story with those two?"
Upon hearing this, Ya Tianxing paused, then leisurely counter-asked, "Aren't you and the Gun King in mutual admiration? Didn't you find out anything?"
"If she were like you, I might have been able to find out something." Mo Shangjun shrugged.
"What about me?"
Ya Tianxing turned around, asking with interest.
Languidly raising an eyebrow, Mo Shangjun calmly answered, "Superficial."
Ya Tianxing chuckled lightly, then took a step towards her and extended the military saber in front of her.
"Take it."
Mo Shangjun eyed him suspiciously.
"You lead the way, I'll explain."
"..."
A twitch crossed Mo Shangjun's lips, but instead of taking the military saber, she flipped her hand and drew the one hanging at her waist.
