The cold rain continued to pour. The figures of the seven people gradually turned blurry in the rain. Only Mofan's teasing of Mu Ningxue was audible. Most importantly, Mu Ningxue was still responding to the little rascal's teasing.
Guan Yu's teeth were clattering. He felt like he was about to explode!
"What's there to be mad about?" Jiang Shaoxu's voice came from the side.
"It's none of your business!" snapped Guan Yu furiously.
"Then Mu Ningxue has nothing to do with you, either. Mofan dared to give up the title of the national team just like that and accompany her to guard the Training Hall, but you don't dare to do anything apart from being enraged," mocked Jiang Shaoxu.
"You …" Guan Yu wanted to retort, but he suddenly realized that he could not find a single word to say.
Did he dare to do it?
No, he did not even have the thought in his mind!
As a matter of fact, he did not even dare to refute his grandfather's harsh words. He had been living under the old man's tyranny since he was young, and had lost the ability to reason with him. He clearly knew that if he dared to contradict his grandfather, he would lose all his glory.
Mofan did not hesitate to leave. Mu Ningxue had chosen a difficult path, and he was willing to walk it with her.
Guan Yu was not an idiot. He knew that no matter how cold Mu Ningxue's heart was, she would still be moved by someone like him.
As the rain grew heavier, and the group walked further away, the anger in Guan Yu's heart gradually dissipated. It was replaced by a sense of helplessness, a sense of defeat that he did not even have a chance to comfort himself.
"Guan Yu, what are you afraid of? You're a member of the national team. Once you show your talents in Venice, you'll get any woman you want. This Mu Ningxue is just a piece of cake. That Mofan is just a piece of trash. You can easily take care of him with a wave of your hand. Everyone respects the strong, especially women. Mu Ningxue is a woman who likes to stand at the top. You'll be able to cater to her fancy. "Zu Jiming had a different opinion and comforted Gong Yu.
The thought did cross Guan Yu's mind for a brief moment, but he believed Mu Ningxue was not that kind of person. He believed that if he was the one who gave up on the spot, she would be moved by him too, but he was not the one who did it.
"So there really are people like that in this world …" Nanrong Ni murmured softly, glancing in the direction they had left in.
"True love!"
Zhao Manyan was already in tears.
He had always felt that he was a veteran in the field of love. No matter how many flowers he walked, he had used all kinds of romantic methods to the point of perfection. However, compared to Mofan's behavior today, he was as weak as a dog!
In any case, he, Zhao Manyan, would never do such a thing in his life!
…
…
The cold rain continued to pour at the airport. The plane was still taxiing. Mu Ningxue sat beside the window, her thoughts drifting away.
She knew the person beside her was Mofan without even looking. Even though Mofan's seat was not on the plane, he would shamelessly switch seats with the person beside her. She knew him too well.
As a matter of fact, Mu Ningxue was still in a daze. She did not expect Mofan to do such a thing.
"Are you touched?" Mofan went closer and nudged Mu Ningxue.
"No," said Mu Ningxue.
"You still don't mean what you say," said Mofan with a smile.
"You really don't have to do that. Besides, you better stay away from me. Otherwise, you'll get yourself into trouble, "said Mu Ningxue sternly.
"Did you know, there's another advantage to relying on myself? I don't need to consider other people's opinions. Besides, if any asshole dares to say that you're from the Black Vatican, I'll smack him to death with the sole of my shoe. It'll make it sound like they've actually met someone from the Black Vatican before. They're just a bunch of idiots blindly trying to be righteous, "scolded Mofan.
"What if you're really the relatives of the victims?" asked Mu Ningxue.
"Oh, that's even better."
"Why?" Mu Ningxue could not understand Mofan's thoughts.
"There's no way they don't recognize me," Mo Fan replied.
"You make it sound like you're the one who saved the Ancient Capital. Forget it, since we're already here, there's no point in running away," Mu Ningxue already knew what she had to do.
It was scary to be in a predicament and still be at a loss!
"I'm serious. Come with me to the Ancient Capital if you have the chance. You'll realize that the people there treat me like their own son … ugh, like a hero!"
"What does that have to do with me?" There was no way Mu Ningxue would believe him. She simply assumed that Mofan was teasing her. She needed someone like Mofan to distract her from her messy emotions.
"You're my first wife."
"…"
As a matter of fact, if Mofan had removed the word 'first', she would have been touched and would have believed him.
She had never met someone as shameless as him!
…
Mofan was not an idiot, but he did not want to lie to anyone.
…
…
A pot of tea, two sandpaper cups, and a bamboo forest …
The backyard of the Lingyin Enforcement Union always had an elegant and peaceful vibe that was isolated from the bustling city.
The person making the tea was Tang Zhong. He poured the tea into the cup. The clear tea was seventy percent full. The clear water reflected the long black beard and hair of the person drinking the tea, as well as an old but handsome face.
"Speaking of Mofan, I'm curious too. Feng Li is famous for being unreasonable. How did you convince him to let Mofan join the team? "Tang Zhong asked with a smile.
"Don't mention it. My heart aches whenever you mention it," said the man with black hair and beard.
"Something that can make your heart ache is definitely not ordinary, right?" Tang Zhong raised his brows. He was so eager to hear what the man had to say that he did not even notice that his cup of tea was full.
"Isn't that right? I've never been so nice to my daughter. I gave the thing away in the blink of an eye … let's hope the kid didn't disappoint me. Have some tea, don't mention it. I just want to have some good tea, "said the man with black hair and beard.
Tang Zhong was about to ponder further when his phone rang. It was obvious that someone had sent him a message.
Tang Zhong glanced at the message. His expression was indescribable. It was a mixture of astonishment, confusion, surprise, and awkwardness!
"What is it? Did something serious happen?" said the man with black hair and beard.
"Well … well … Mofan left the team," Tang Zhong said in a strange tone.
"F * * k, which idiot kicked him out? Get Feng Li and the other four advisors here, now!" The man with black hair and beard rose to his feet.
"He left the team himself."
The man with black hair and beard was left speechless.
"What exactly did you give away?" Tang Zhong asked again.
The man with black hair and beard's face was already twitching!
"Do you want to meet him?" asked Tang Zhong.
"No need." The man with black hair and beard took a deep breath. The words were squeezed out from between his teeth, "I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it in and tear him apart!"
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