Mo Fan clutched his injured arm and looked up to see Xiao Qimo's mocking smile.
He was incredulous: "Master Mo, what happened to you?"
His heart was a bit hurt.
Was it his illusion, or did he feel like Master Mo was looking at him as if enjoying a joke?
Xiao Qimo calmly put away his expression.
Lu Mian didn't notice him, just stared at the scar on Mo Fan's arm and shook her head, "Lost the fight?"
"No..." Mo Fan was quite concerned about saving face, and quickly explained in front of Lu Mian, "I had a draw with Du Xiaofu, he also got an arm injured, and left with his group of mercenaries dejectedly."
But Du Xiaofu said he would come again tomorrow.
Mo Fan felt troubled deeply.
They couldn't beat them away, couldn't negotiate, surely they couldn't really let them search the Chixia Sect, could they?
"Doesn't your Sect Master and his wife do anything about it?" Lu Mian asked nonchalantly.
