"Yun 'er... What are you talking about?"
Mo Wu's voice was trembling. As a god, he suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.
His favorite grandson, who was usually extremely respectful, actually secretly invited the supreme elder of the Inner Demon Sect?
What did he want to do?
What did he dare to do!
Mo Wu was a little flustered. He was a one-track-minded person who was accustomed to using force to solve problems.
His figure was like lightning as he rushed in front of Mo Yun and grabbed his collar.
"What did you do behind my back?!"
Mo Wu's expression was angry and panicked. He felt that the situation had gone beyond his control.
Mo Wen began to cower like a turtle, remaining silent at the side.
The eldest brother, Mo Xue, continued to look around, looking for traces of the Inner Demon Grand Elder.
Mo Yun's expression was the opposite of theirs.
Wanton and crazy.