C35 You Want to Strangle Me to Death

Gazing into the tranquil darkness of the night, Mo Siyu was filled with concern.

Mo Zinuo gave her shoulder a reassuring pat. "Why the long face? If Xiling is set on going, who could possibly stop him?"

Mo Siyu offered a wry smile. "You're right. Once Xiling makes up his mind, there's no stopping him."

"There's no need to worry, Siyu," Mo Ziyu chimed in