"Miss, shall we go up to Sir You and tell him..." Mo Xuemin stood with Mo Jin under a tree not far away. She had crushed the leaves on the ground.

"Tell him what?" Mo Xuemin laughed coldly, a poisonous look on her face. She had underestimated her third sister. She was completely different and was no longer the weak and cowardly Mo Xuetong. She even dared to go against You Yuecheng without any fear. They had conversed a distance away and Mo Xuemin could not hear what they said. ...