Chapitre 557: Chapter 557 Autumn Hunting (2)_1

Looking at his master's curiously excited expression, Guan Yu touched his forehead, finding it a bit unbearable to look straight at him, but he still held back and didn't speak.

Mo Yan, on the other hand, couldn't hold back and disdainfully glanced at Yan Junyu before saying expressionlessly, "That's not grass, that's the high-yield rice you were asking about earlier, Young Master!"

Yan Junyu: ...

He wasn't a farmer and didn't know that rice grains grew on rice panicles that looked like grass; he was innocent, okay?