Amidst the crowd below.
Watching Mo Cheng lecturing the Crown Prince, a peculiar expression inevitably surfaced on Mo Wangchen's face.
The Mo Cheng of those years, though not as unruly as himself, was definitely not a benevolent character.
Unexpectedly, nine hundred years later.
Even his temperament has changed so much, making Mo Wangchen feel a myriad of emotions for a time.
Time can change everything; those small-scale mischiefs of yesteryears now, in retrospect, feel as if they happened yesterday, but everything has already changed.
"Alliance Leader Mo is here!"
Suddenly, a soft call came from outside the palace, and then a woman was seen walking slowly to the front of the plaza.
The woman was dressed in white, whiter than snow, and her demeanor was somewhat stern, exuding an aura that kept others at arm's length.
Mo Xue, a child adopted by the Mo Family from a young age, was later taken as an adopted daughter by Mo Xiaotian.
