Mo Qingcheng couldn't help but frown. Three women stormed in, their expressions furious; they were Mo Qingwu, Qiao Xuan, and Lan Shuangqin.
Ha, Mo Qingwu is really interesting. She's hooked up with the two of them in such a short time?
"Little sister Xuan'er, please don't blame Aunt Qingcheng, okay? After all, she comes from that place and doesn't know the rules here... that's normal..."
Mo Qingwu sneered inwardly. "You ignorant little bitch, I will never let you pretend to be something you're not and always try to be first."
Qiao Xuan sneered, "Mo Qingcheng, you wouldn't be thinking of destroying the protective array here, would you?"
A mountain-protecting formation? Mo Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that there were other formations operating within the mountain-protecting formation?
Mo Qingcheng was suddenly startled by her own bizarre idea. Qiao Xuan and the others exchanged glances and scoffed, "Hmph, ignorant country bumpkins, bumpkins."
"Sister Qingcheng, the mountain-protecting formation is overseen by elders from several major dragon clans. You mustn't bring shame upon the Mo family..." Mo Qingwu earnestly advised.
Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes: "Damn it, you're an idiot!"
Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue suppressed the urge to burst out laughing and stood aside, watching with her arms crossed.
How could Xiao Qingqing possibly be merciful when she takes action?
Lan Shuangqin said in a tea-like tone, "Qingwu, you are too kind... The Mo family is not a place where just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can go back."
Mo Qingcheng really wanted to slap this idiot on the head. How could he be born like this?
Qiao Xuan chimed in, "That's right, Sister Qingwu, how could you let outsiders bully you?"
Mo Qingcheng gave the group a meaningful look, then took the Ninth Elder's hand and gracefully departed.
Mo Qingwu stomped her feet in anger: "Sister Qingcheng, are you angry?"
The chattering of several girls behind her instantly vanished from Mo Qingcheng's good mood. Who wouldn't feel disgusted by such a bunch of flies?
"Sister Qingcheng, how could that country bumpkin Mo Qingcheng treat you like this?" Qiao Xuan really wanted to pounce on Mo Qingcheng and teach her a lesson.
Mo Qingwu's eyes flickered slightly: "Sister Xuan'er, please don't say that. No matter what, Mo Qingcheng is still Father's biological daughter... I... feel sorry for Sister Qingcheng who has suffered so much..."
Lan Shuangqin rolled her eyes: "Mo Qingwu, when did you become so considerate of others?"
Mo Qingwu: "..."
The tears welling in her eyes hadn't even had time to be wiped away yet—wasn't that a slap in the face?
"Sister Lan, what do you mean by that? Sister Qingcheng has suffered so much, how can you say such things about her?"
"Mo Qingwu, has anyone said you're too kind-hearted?" Lan Shuangqin said with disdain. "The adopted daughter of the prestigious Mo family lives such a miserable life. You're a disgrace to the noble ladies of hidden families!" Lan Shuangqin vented all her anger on Mo Qingwu.
There wasn't a single good person among the Mohists!
snort!
Qiao Xuan frowned slightly, almost getting into an argument with Lan Shuangqin. Mo Qingwu lowered her eyes and remained silent. Let them fight; neither of them are good people, especially Mo Qingcheng…
Mo Qingcheng whispered to the Ninth Elder for a while, then found the Third Elder and whispered to him.
The Third Elder's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded, signaling Mo Qingcheng to keep quiet.
Mo Qingcheng yawned, said goodnight to everyone, and was about to crawl into her tent to rest when she saw a group of people rushing over aggressively.
"Whose tent is this? I've got my eye on it!" The speaker was a chubby little boy, round and plump with a round face. He was a young boy, at most twelve or thirteen years old, but he was acting like a spoiled brat.
"Pfft!" Mo Qingcheng burst out laughing: "Little Fatty, long time no see!"
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