Duke Mo looked towards Bo Jinyu, surprised that Bo Jinyu would say such a polite phrase.
He hooked his lips faintly, smiling but not quite smiling, "I don't need your gratitude. Saving Anran was my own wish, the wish from my heart for Anran."
This was essentially a challenge, an invisible provocation.
Bo Jinyu's deep eyes twinkled slightly, yet he was not in the least bit angry. He slowly curved his lips into a smile and said, "Even though you don't need my thanks, I still want to thank you."
Duke Mo actually disliked this side of Bo Jinyu very much, always finding it particularly annoying.
He rather hoped that Bo Jinyu would not show him any kindness, but Bo Jinyu just kept smiling warmly and gently.
So, he chose to remain silent.
Bo Jinyu did not say much either, and the two of them just sat quietly.
The atmosphere carried an indescribable eeriness.
Ye Anran went downstairs after brushing her teeth and washing her face.