Zhou Yu was suddenly stopped by Mo Xiaoqing, and his expression froze.
"Hall Master, what's wrong?"
Mo Xiaoqing looked at Zhou Yu with a half-smile and said:
"You call me Hall Master, it seems you still have doubts, huh."
"Although the old man hasn't forgiven me yet, I'll tell you, sooner or later, I will earn his forgiveness."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yu hurriedly explained:
"No, no, I'm just used to calling you that."
Afterward, he looked at Mo Xiaoqing tentatively and said:
"Sister... Elder Sister?"
Mo Xiaoqing's face suddenly blossomed into a smile.
She came up to Zhou Yu, patted his head, and said:
"That's more like it."
"My little junior brother, so obedient."
"Unlike Little Yan, who's no fun at all."
"..."
Is Little Yan referring to the Yan God?
Zhou Yu felt a sort of palace drama flavor from Mo Xiaoqing's words.
Zhou Yu was toyed with by Mo Xiaoqing for quite a while, then finally managed to break free and hurriedly asked:
