Mo Chen glanced at Cheng Cheng. The girl had secretly snipped a lock of his hair, ruining his hairstyle.
He was about to say something when he saw Cheng Cheng's warning look. He coughed dryly a few times. "It's nothing. I'm just trying out a more... discordant style lately."
"Haha, you're getting funnier, Old Mo."
"Let's go. The Sect Leader and my junior brother are waiting for you," Mo Chen said with a smile.
"This is quite the welcome. I'm a bit overwhelmed. You're not planning to cook and eat me, are you?"
Wang Meng was half-joking. Even though he had helped Mo Chen, Mo Chen had saved his life. Mo Chen had also helped him at the Dragon Tomb; otherwise, it was questionable whether Wang Meng could have even reached Minor Perfection.
Mo Chen smiled faintly. "You'll see when we get there. You deserve this welcome."
Cheng Cheng bit her lip and leaned close to Wang Meng's ear. "Don't worry, Big Brother. With me here, no one will be able to eat you."
