Meng Lang put his hands on his hips and jeered, "Yeah, yeah! Let's see how many of Master's moves you can handle!"
Alina's face flashed with a trace of worry.
Meng Qianqian took in her expression completely and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
Alina frowned and said, "Mo Yi's cultivation technique is extremely unique, it's difficult for ordinary people to kill him..."
Meng Lang snorted, "Don't boost others' morale while diminishing your own spirit. My master is none other than the famous Chen Long! The top warrior among the Twelve Guards, don't you get it?"
He reached into his sleeve for a peach, only to remember after a long while that the last one had been given to Meng Qianqian at the winery.
Truly, craving for a peach led to none!
Alina softly said, "I know Princely Heir is formidable, but please, be cautious. When encountering Mo Yi, it's best not to let him sustain too severe injuries."
