Bad Luck

When Xie Qiao heard Xie Pinggang's words, her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

She looked at him innocently. "That's impossible. You must have heard it wrong, Eldest Brother. Senior Aunty Mo is an elder!" 

"I think so too. I didn't notice it at all. It was Zhou Weizong and a few other guys who told me. They said it as if it was true, so I thought it was strange too." Xie Pinggang scratched his head. "Master Mo also curses. She must've learned those curses when she was traveling." 

Or else?

Could she be his long-lost sister?

Xie Qiao heaved a sigh of relief.

She did not know when she forgot about her disguise and almost exposed herself.

"Eldest Brother, aren't you worried that I'm pretending to be Master Mo?" Xie Qiao mustered up her courage and looked at him with a burning gaze.