"Mm," Xiao Sichen replied expressionlessly, but his well-defined fingers tightened, and blue veins faintly emerged on the back of his pale hand.
Clearly, he was not as thrilled as Xiao Mochi was.
What he worried about was that Ye Ranran, having revealed her identity in front of Jia Chenghao, might get targeted by the enemies of the Night Demon Sect.
Xiao Mochi hadn't yet realized the difference in his brother's mood, stroking his chin, his eyes full of admiration, "From now on, we don't need to bring bodyguards when going out, just take my sister-in-law, and we'll be invincible in the world.
I don't even know who my sister-in-law learned these moves from, Mu Ziheng or that Night Demon Sect guy..."
After speaking, he felt a chill breeze over his head and a miserable thought popped up in his mind: he had tipped over his brother's jar of jealousy!
"Land, immediately!" Xiao Sichen's voice was cold as iron, devoid of any emotion.