"Is it you?!" Mo Shanhu's eyes fell on Ye Xuan, a trace of terror in his gaze.
What kind of monster was this guy, to be able to manipulate him across tens of millions of miles?!
Such means even surpassed his understanding!
After all, Mo Shanhu was an old monster who had lived for more than ninety thousand years, having seen all manner of things.
Yet, now facing Ye Xuan, Mo Shanhu felt as if his mind was inadequate.
Mysterious, so very mysterious.
It was damn too mysterious.
It completely exceeded his comprehension.
"Continuing our earlier topic, call over the strongest elder of your Mo family." Ye Xuan said indifferently.
Mo Shanhu's heart jolted, and instantly understanding dawned on him. He spoke solemnly, "May I ask what exactly Your Excellency is implying?"
Ye Xuan glanced at Mo Shanhu and stroked his ink jade ring, saying indifferently, "You are too weak, not qualified to converse with me."
Mo Shanhu: "..."
Mo Tongfeng: "..."
Mo Yunli: "..."
