Mo Youshen had calmed down completely, and he didn't even seem unhappy about Ji Yilan's words. He simply said, "Martial Sister, I never denied Xiaoyun being an Ice Lake disciple."
He paused for a moment before continuing, "She's my fiancée, and due to my fault, she's angry at the moment. But I believe that if we can recover our relationship, Ice Lake could become a closely related sect to Taiyi."
Mu Xiaoyun sneered, "Mo Youshen, I never had anything to do with you in the past, don't in the present and won't in the future. The only one I love is my husband. If you dare to say such words in front of me again, don't blame me for being merciless."
"Haha! So prodigy Mo and the genius of Ice Lake has this type of connection!" an old voice suddenly sounded.
A fat old man appeared in front of them. He didn't have much hair except for on his two temples on both sides where it bursted out.
"Elder Jin." As Mo Youshen saw this old man, she bowed respectfully.
