"Junior White Crane, I greet you, senior. This is a small gift, please accept it as a token of respect!" White Crane said hurriedly while taking out a large, exquisitely crafted gift box and handing it over.
Mo Xingjian did not reach out to receive it, remembering the embarrassing situation earlier and feeling extremely awkward.
This damn third brother, he has no insight at all. Wasn't he just trying to make me lose face in front of an outsider? I'll deal with you later.
Mo Xingjian cleared his throat before turning his gaze to White Crane.
It looked like this person had returned with the second lady. But soon, his attention was caught by White Crane's bushy eyebrows, which resembled caterpillars, and he couldn't help but frown.
"I feel like I've seen you somewhere before, especially those distinctive eyebrows. You're called White Crane?"
