After listening to his words, everyone was somewhat puzzled, not knowing why he brought up this topic.
"Indeed, the ancestors' longevity is a blessing for the Mo Family." Mo Gaoyi was also confused but still complimented.
"Is it truly a blessing for the Mo Family? I fear some might not see it that way. Perhaps they believe I'm blind and deaf, old and muddled." Mo Qingkuang sipped his tea, then lifted his head, gazing indifferently at Mo Gaoyi with a glint in his eyes.
His tone was calm, but Mo Gaoyi shuddered all over, breaking out in a cold sweat.
