From the bottom of his heart, Mo Qi had no desire to speak with someone like Qi Tian. The man was a meddlesome fool with no real skill, yet he loved to put on airs.
No matter how many times he was put in his place, he never seemed to learn, always spouting the same meaningless drivel.
"And you?" Mo Qi turned to Diao Qing. "What's your grievance with me?"
'It made sense for Qi Tian to be making trouble for him. After all, he was connected to Qi Yun's death. Avenging one's brother was a matter of course.'
Diao Qing smiled warmly. "There is no enmity between us, but you've offended someone you shouldn't have. Don't worry, we won't kill you. If you come with us obediently, you might even be spared any physical suffering."
"Heh. So Wang Xinglong sent you, just as I thought. No need to test me. Whether you want to kill me or capture me, let your actions speak for themselves!" Mo Qi said coolly.
Diao Qing was quite surprised. Mo Qi had actually seen through his probing.
