"..."
At this moment, urgent footsteps were heard at the entrance.
Mo Nanjue and Luo Xiao exchanged a glance; the man nodded, and Luo Xiao quickly lay down by the bed and closed his eyes.
Mo Nanjue took off the tail ring and placed it in his pocket, then went to sit by the wooden chair and picked up the teacup.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open—
Xie Yanghua walked in with a smile, "Hall Master Luo, sorry to keep you waiting."
Mo Nanjue lightly curled his lips, "It's no problem."
Xie Yanghua walked over to the bed, bent down to look at the sleeping man, and Mo Nanjue spoke, "Did you drug him?"
"I promised you I wouldn't take his life, but I had to make him sleep," Xie Yanghua straightened up, "Why did you return so soon? Didn't we agree on three days?"
"No need for three days; one night was enough," Mo Nanjue stood up, his expression always calm, "I've decided to accept your proposal; becoming Mo Nanjue is indeed a good choice."
