Only Zhongli Wuyuan, Nangong Qingqing and the Queen enjoyed the dinner.

The expressions of Emperor Zhongli and the two great ancestors were extremely ugly.

Instead of gaining any benefit, they were lectured by a junior.

After the meal, Queen Zhongli smiled gently and took them both out for a chat.

While chatting, Zhongli Wuyuan injected a divine power into Queen Zhongli, and then gave her some self-defense and attack treasures.

The Queen's eyebrows darkened slightly, and she smiled rather sadly, "Yuan'er, I don't ask for these things. I just hope that you and Qingqing can come back to see me more often."

At this point, the Queen took Nangong Qingqing's hand, gently stroked it a few times, and asked with a gentle look in her eyes: "Qingqing, can you call me mother?"

Nangong Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and her cheeks gradually turned red.

She first glanced at Zhongli Wuyuan shyly, then said softly, as if she had made up her mind, "Mother."

The Queen's smile deepened. She caressed Nangong Qingqing's cheek lovingly and smiled, "Mother likes you very much. When you were a child, Mother saw you once in Suzaku Country. You were very cute then, with delicate features that were indescribably beautiful. Mother was thinking at the time, how wonderful it would be if I could have such a lovely daughter."

"I didn't expect that after so many years, you and Yuan'er would have such a connection."

Nangong Qingqing was stunned when she heard this.

"Thank you... Mother for the compliment."

…

Mo Mansion.

The moonlight was at its brightest, casting a shadow over the spacious courtyard, which was now almost full of people. They looked ahead with excitement and curiosity. There was a rockery in front of them, and a handsome man in black clothes was standing on it.

Mo Jing smiled brightly, and every gesture he made exuded an air of confidence.

"My fellow countrymen, let me tell you, the entire Yunshuang Continent is divided into Dongzhou and Zhonglingzhou, separated by the Siwei Sea."

At this time, the people sitting below hurriedly said, "Young Master, please tell us about Zhonglingzhou. We are so curious! What did your Fengyun team experience?"

"Yes, yes, young master, stop talking nonsense!"

Mo Jing frowned and glared at the elderly butler who had just spoken, pretending to be angry.

"Master, what do you mean by nonsense? I am speaking from the heart, you cannot question me, otherwise, I will stop talking!"

The people of the Mo family persuaded him, "Stop it, Young Master, tell me now!"

The old housekeeper was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "Young Master, I won't say anything more to you."

Mo Jing's brows relaxed when he heard this. He suddenly cleared his throat, glanced at his old father sitting in the front row, and then continued with a smile, "When we arrived in Zhongling Province, we split into three small teams and entered three small sects. We separated for a while, then reunited at a sect competition, and then entered Zhongling Province's Zhongtian Region."

Mo Jing deliberately asked, "Do you know what happened in Zhongtian Territory?"

Everyone asked curiously.

Mo Jing smiled mysteriously.

He did not tell anyone that Ayun had recognized his grandfather in Zhongtian Domain. After all, it was an extremely private matter.

Moreover, the relationship between Ayun and Rong Ge was also made public at that time, causing unrest in Zhonglingzhou.

"I won't talk about the Zhongtian Realm for now. We then entered the Demon Slaying Battlefield! The Demon Slaying Battlefield is where humans and demons once fought. It was there that we encountered the demons!"

Hearing this, everyone in the Mo family couldn't help but feel nervous.

In their opinion, the demons are extremely powerful and very dangerous!

Someone asked, “What happened next?”

Mo Jing laughed loudly: "Hahaha, our Cloud Team has accepted the new Demon Emperor Mo Heng as a subordinate, and has asked the Demon Emperor to carry out reforms."

Everyone was slightly startled and showed a look of disbelief.

The Mo family has many young disciples. After hearing this, they admired Yun Zheng even more.

"Then what?"

Mo Jing coughed lightly, "Then, we went to the intermediate continent, the Holy Ruins."

He then spoke with great emotion, "There are actually eight major races in the Holy Ruins! Elves, giants, dwarves, sea creatures, demons, and undead—they're all there! The elves are so beautiful, and the undead are really amazing!"

Everyone was even more shocked when they heard this.

"There's also a wealth of storybooks there, and the most legendary character among them is... ahem, a man called 'Emperor Mad Dog'! He's also affectionately called Emperor Old Dog and Emperor Flower Dog by the people of the Holy Ruins!"

Some people asked in confusion: "Why these names? Is the legendary figure old, crazy, and philandering?"

Mo Jing smiled and shook his head. "Not really. Not only does he look young, he's even more handsome than me! It's just that he's a bit treacherous, so he got these nicknames. He also always wears a flower around his waist, so everyone calls him the Emperor Flower Dog!"

Everyone felt a little emotional, and at the same time they were very curious about the character Emperor Mad Dog.

They asked excitedly: "And then?"

Mo Jing was about to continue speaking when he suddenly thought of what happened at the Shengxu Tianling Conference, and his smile unconsciously disappeared.

Because that is where Ayun once died.

Mo Jing sighed inwardly.

Immediately, he chuckled and said to everyone, "That's all for today. I'll tell you next time I come back! People always have to have expectations, don't they?"

When everyone heard this, they glared at Mo Jing resentfully, as if he was a scumbag.

"Let's all go home and get some rest early." Mo Jing was still smiling. He jumped down and came in front of the head of the Mo family.

Mo Jing raised his hand and embraced the head of the Mo family in a familiar manner, but was given a cold look by the head of the Mo family.

Mo Jing sighed: "Dad, don't always have a stern face."

Patriarch Mo: "Be serious."

Mo Jing: "You are so cold."

Patriarch Mo: “…”

Mo Jing sighed quietly, "Dad, if I hadn't loved talking since I was little, I would have been suffocated to death by you."

Patriarch Mo's face was serious: "When will you be home next time?"

"It depends on the situation." Mo Jing smiled. He stared at his father and said jokingly, "Don't miss me too much."

Patriarch Mo frowned, "You're already so old, and you're still saying these irrelevant things. Just say what you mean and don't talk nonsense."

"Dad, you are so boring."

The head of the Mo family was silent.

Mo Jing asked quietly, "Dad, do you have a small treasury?"

Patriarch Mo looked up at him, frowned, and said, "No money left?"

"Will I be penniless? It's Lan who is penniless!"

The head of the Mo family was silent. At this time, a storage ring was stuffed into his hand. Just when the head of the Mo family wanted to ask where the storage ring came from, Mo Jing patted him on the back.

It felt like a warm current was flowing into my body.

Patriarch Mo noticed it keenly, "What's going on?"

Mo Jing explained: "I have cast a power on you. If you are in danger, it may help you avoid disaster."

"Um."

Mo Jing grinned, "Dad, you have to take good care of yourself."