The corners of Mo Xiaoting’s eyes twitched. F * ck, isn’t your flattery a little too obvious?
But, to his surprise, the first elder seemed to be enjoying it. He laughed, “You little girl, you sure have a sweet mouth. Go back and train hard.”
Yun chujiu nodded obediently and did not continue to flatter him. After all, flattery was a skill and flattery was bad for the legs, so it was more or less enough.
Everyone returned to the study room and exchanged a few pleasantries. The first elder picked up his teacup and everyone tactfully stood up to leave.
Mo Xiaoquan originally wanted to keep Mo xiaoting for lunch, but seeing that Mo xiaoting insisted on leaving, he had no choice but to escort the three of them out of the mansion.
Mo Xiaoquan turned around and returned to the first elder’s courtyard. At this time, the first elder was hunched and looked completely different from before, “Xiaoquan, have they all left?”