C688 Mu Chan

Looking at the old man in embroidered clothes who suddenly appeared in front of him, The corner of Xia Yang's mouth curled into a smile. Immediately, he let go of Moo Tiannan and returned to the front of the two girls, "I suppose you are Old Mister Moo Chan?"

"I don't deserve to be called old mister. If Fellow Daoist thinks highly of me, just call me Moo Chan. " The old man said warmly