When Mo Cang walked in from the doorway, Mo Shangjun, Ya Tianxing, and the others noticed him immediately.
After all, with a golden star on his shoulder, accumulated over years, he exuded a natural aura of authority, making everyone present turn their heads, which was normal.
In an instant, he became the focus of the entire room.
Even Mo Shangshuang, who followed behind him, seemed to have a weaker presence.
The age difference was like a chasm.
Moreover, Mo Cang was handsome, not just in appearance, but with a mature temperament that came with time and experience, making him exceptionally eye-catching.
Mo Shangjun glanced at Mo Cang twice; her slightly relaxed brain suddenly started to throb in pain.
Shit.
Why come now of all times?
Can't even eat in peace.
Instinctively, Mo Shangjun glanced at Ya Tianxing, only to see him calmly put down his chopsticks, showing no panic or tension, nor any anger or hatred at seeing his father's "archenemy".
