Mo Yan listened, and his gaze immediately swept to the three wooden boxes beside Xiao Lan and the others.
After a moment of silence, Mo Yan said:
"Lan Xin, we, the Shenming Mountain Sect's North and South Gardens, are all one family. Why would you go far to live in someone else's place? Are you worried that we won't take care of you?"
"Mo Yan, where we go is our freedom. We simply don't want to stay in your North Garden."
Lan Xin always had a cold pride in front of Mo Yan, like the Snow Mountain.
Mo Yan looked at the coldly proud Lan Xin, paused for a moment, and then coldly asked:
"Lan Xin, have you really made up your mind? Won't you reconsider?"
"There's nothing to consider; this is our own business."
Mo Yan sneered, looking at Yang Xiao, and said:
"Brother Yang, what a clever move to win Lan Xin's heart so quickly. Lan Xin, think carefully, don't be deceived by someone and lose everything, it will be too late to regret."
