Several men bowed respectfully to her, "Young Miss!"
Mo Ran looked at her curiously, unaware of who she was. The woman approached them, her delicate chin tilted slightly upward, watching Mo Ran with an air of superiority as though looking down on an ant, then turned her gaze to Mo Yan.
In her eyes, there suddenly appeared a trace of disdainful contempt.
"So this is what you look like. You do have some assets, but you're too flirtatious, obviously a vixen."
"Who are you calling a vixen!" Mo Ran instinctively became the mother hen, spreading her wings to protect her elder sister.
The woman's gaze fell on her and she clicked her tongue, shaking her head, "What a pity, you do look quite decent. However, it's a shame to have a sister like that."
"Ranran..." Mo Yan from behind seemed very frightened, reaching out to tug at her clothing.
"Ha, now you are afraid? When you bullied your way to my Yan Ruyu, did you not think that there would be a day like today?"
