C253 Betting

"Hello." After Mo Xun heard this, he politely smiled and replied. However, a trace of doubt flashed through his mind.

This guy... Who was it? He wasn't that idiot Yang Yuan's backer, why did he help him now? Was it really an attack of conscience? Jealous of evil?

Fortunately, he was his loyal little brother. Second Young Master Chen had been observing Mo Xun's every move the entire time