Mo Lin didn't understand why Lin Xiaoman spoke on Yingying's behalf.
Having interacted with Yingying earlier, Mo Lin felt that her behavior was peculiar.
Yet Lin Xiaoman insisted on supporting Yingying, leaving Mo Lin momentarily perplexed.
"Mo Lin, what are you doing?" Yingying spread her hands wide and asked Mo Lin with a puzzled expression.
"You're not Yingying..." Mo Lin muttered softly.
The voice wasn't loud, but Yingying heard it clearly.
Swoosh...
Yingying's hair stood on end instantly, as if a gust of wind was blowing through it.
Yingying rushed straight to Mo Lin.
"So you know?"
With anger, Yingying demanded from Mo Lin, "How much do you know? Who told you?"
"Was it your sister? That traitor?"
Yingying reached out to grab Mo Lin's throat.
Mo Lin used the Netherworld's Nether Fire to defend against Yingying's attack.
The Netherworld's Nether Fire appeared in front of Mo Lin, blocking Yingying's assault.
Yingying really has issues.
