"You've called him Master for so many years, yet you can't even let him survive begrudgingly? You know he's tough on the outside but weak on the inside, most afraid of death... Maybe he was a bit biased, more strict and challenging towards you..."
Mu Qian interrupted sharply, "You know nothing. Mu Yizheng sent me to Mystic Sect just so Xie Xianghua could kill me. Do you think the times I brushed against death there were accidental?"
Ding Chenmo stared at him for a few seconds, then said, "I don't believe it. If Master wanted you dead, you'd still be alive now?"
Mu Qian laughed, a very sarcastic laughter, "So, I must have a great life to still be here today. If it wasn't for Mr. Ding protecting me secretly back then, I'd be long dead. To you, he may be like a master or father; to me, he's like a venomous snake."
After speaking, he carried Wen Jiaren out of the elevator.
