"Qingluo, are you going?"
Mu Fangyun's breath hitched, and cold sweat involuntarily appeared in her palms.
"Yes."
Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Qingluo raised her eyebrows playfully, revealing a teasing shallow smile: "How else will we find out what he's up to?"
"Qingluo..."
Mu Fangyun wanted to persuade her further.
"Commander Mu."
Lin Qingluo suddenly spoke, cutting her off: "The loyalty of the Lin Clan's army is known to heaven and earth and should not be doubted by anyone."
"Qingluo, Aunt Mu didn't mean it that way."
Mu Fangyun was startled, her face flushed, and she hurriedly defended herself: "Aunt Mu is worried that you young ones may be impulsive and easily provoked, falling into his divisive trap."
"Commander Mu, my sister has already said that the loyalty of the Lin Clan's army is known to heaven and earth and should not be doubted by anyone."