Swoosh...
Mo Youu appeared out of thin air.
"Thank you," Mo Youu said, his tone a bit inexplicable.
"Thank you for what?" Xiao Yi said indifferently.
Mo Youu remained standing instead of sitting, "If it weren't for Junior Brother Xiao Yi letting Junior Brother Qing Lin leave, how would I have the face to appear?"
Xiao Yi shook his head, "If I remember correctly, this is the second time Senior Brother Mo Youu has thanked me."
"The first time, I accepted it, but now I regret it."
"This time..."
Xiao Yi stopped speaking and fell silent.
Mo Youu looked at Xiao Yi's face, as cold as frost, frowned, and also said nothing.
After a while, Mo Youu was the first to speak, "I come to give Junior Brother Xiao Yi an explanation."
Xiao Yi spoke indifferently, "Senior Brother Mo Youu, do you still remember what you promised me before the second round of the competition?"
"I remember." Mo Youu nodded.
