Qin Yi looked disgusted, "Do I need you to teach me how to drink?"
Mo Wuji laughed and said, "Ancestor, Brother Qin, please wait a moment. I will make a few dishes and be back soon."
Mo Hutu and Qin Yi nodded.
After Mo Wuji left, Mo Hutu suddenly bowed to Qin Yi.
Qin Yi was surprised, "What are you doing?"
Mo Hutu's half-open eyes fully opened, "Thank you, friend Qin Yi, for sparing the Mo Family."
Qin Yi was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "It's all for Old Mo's sake. Besides, if it weren't necessary, I also don't like slaughtering."
Mo Hutu nodded slightly, "Slaughter ultimately is heaven's will."
"I'm just too lazy to kill; it has nothing to do with heaven's will. Old man, I think besides Old Mo, you're the most sensible in the Mo Family. By the way, what is your name?"
"Mo Hutu."
Qin Yi was stunned, then burst out laughing, "Your real name?"
"I've been called that for hundreds of years."
