Austere Heart Orchid!

"Mo Wudao, you really never change; still as pretentious as before! You clearly hate me to death in your heart, but you still manage to express a deep look of kinship in your eyes… Mo Wudao, among all the pretentious fellows that the Mystic Mystic Continent has witnessed over the past several thousand years, you are undoubtedly the first!" Mei Xueyan looked coldly at him and said in a bland manner.

"Venerable Mei is still so direct with your words. Our four lands are actually the same body, joined in the same purpose of opposing the foreign invaders. After fighting alongside each other for so many years, Venerable Mei's words are a little disheartening, ah…" Mo Wudao sighed heavily and said. "I remember back then…"