Qin Ankang's face darkened, and he angrily said, "Impudent! Which courtyard's disciple are you?"
Not to mention that Mo Wuji is now the Young Master of the Mo Family, a status revered. Even when he kept a low profile in the past, no one dared to be so bold.
As Qin Ankang spoke, he had already made his move, lightning-fast, aiming to grab the opponent's shoulder.
Unexpectedly, before his hand could touch the opponent's shoulder, a formidable force repelled him, making him retreat several steps.
Qin Ankang's face changed drastically, such strong cultivation.
Mo Wuji's eyes also narrowed slightly.
Just as Qin Ankang was about to make another move, Mo Wuji shook his head.
He looked at the disciple opposite, "You came to find me; you must have some business here, right?"
However, the person didn't even lift his head, focusing solely on devouring the food enthusiastically.
Qin Ankang was furious, "Do you know who is sitting opposite you?"
