"I never expected the mere Xingguang Island to attract not just one esteemed Crown Prince from Mu Continent but also two princes of no less significant stature. What kind of wind has blown this way?"
As there was no alcohol present, Mo Yinhe held up a glass of corn juice. With a smile that was more like a sneer, he said, "Regardless, guests are to be honored. I toast to you all. Enjoy your food and drink, and you need not trouble yourselves courting my woman! I wonder when Crown Prince Lisao plans to leave Yecheng?"
In everything Mo Yinhe said, he was clearly trying to shoo them off, stopping just short of saying: Don't you look down upon terrestrial nations? What brings you to show off in Yecheng now?
Si Lisao seemed utterly indifferent to Mo Yinhe's sarcasm.
He also held up a glass of corn juice, his demeanor reserved and steady. "I am here to watch the interstellar athletic championship."
