"Brother-in-law, let's be frank. Bring out Little Chaoyang, or you're not going anywhere today!" Mo Jingyan's tone held an underlying warning and threat.
Bo Leng's slightly grim expression softened a little as he said, "I haven't found Little Chaoyang."
Mo Yinhe didn't believe him.
Bo Leng's voice was icy but held no malice. He snorted. "Your men are watching mine day in and day out. If my men had found Little Chaoyang, yours would know it perfectly well. If you want Little Chaoyang, find him yourself!"
Mo Yinhe remained skeptical. "You haven't found him, yet you're in such a rush to leave?"
"You think I found Chaoyang and am rushing to take him back to Mu Continent?"
"Then what? Leaving at the crack of dawn?"
