Mo Liancheng continued, "What a pity. Shangguan Lin's move has made us incapable of stealing without a good enough reason."
With doubts welling in her heart, she pursed her lips and asked, "Chengcheng, would it really be so bad to play the robber just once?"
"It's a matter of principle."
"Principle?" She blinked. He talks about principles now?
"Since I currently bear the Mo surname, I must adhere to the Mo Clan's family rules."
"Which are? 'Do not provoke others if they do not provoke me'? ...This one?" she recalled, seeming to remember such a rule.
"Yes, 'If someone provokes me, exterminate them root and branch.'"
"?! !!" She was convinced and shut her mouth, but a trace of worry flickered in her eyes. It had only been eight days, and about half of the journey was still ahead of them.
Qu Tan'er wanted to steal the Winged Dragon not because she was tired, but because she was worried about Mo Liancheng's health.
