C771 Darkhell Sick Young Master 12

The young master held his cheeks and said unwillingly, "I also want to serve Mo Zhu."

Mo Zhu paused. "You mustn't think like that."

"Why? I share the same intentions as Mo Zhu. As such, how could I possibly live under his care like a cripple?"

Mo Zhu's expression changed slightly. "Young master is not a cripple. You can't say such a thing anymore