Mo Fan had bought milk tea, then later found Osmanthus Wine in Mu Ningxue's refrigerator.
Following the principle of not wasting anything, Mo Fan took out the Osmanthus Wine and mixed it with the milk tea. They would be drinking it together anyway.
"By the way, I haven't asked you yet. Did you know Yu Ang was with the Black Flood Pavilion?" Mo Fan casually brought up the topic.
"He was actually with the Black Flood Pavilion?"
Mu Ningxue looked utterly shocked. Clearly, Mu Zhuoyun had not told her about this, lest it affect her cultivation.
"Yeah, but he's already dead," Mo Fan said with a smile.
"You killed him." Mu Ningxue had already picked up on something from Mo Fan's words. Otherwise, he would not have brought Yu Ang up for no reason.
"Hehe, Xuexue, you really are clever as ice and snow." Mo Fan teased Snow Treasure as he had in his previous life.
Mu Ningxue did not smile. Instead, she looked straight at Mo Fan and sighed. "Everyone says I'm Bocheng's greatest genius, but in terms of strength and contributions to Bocheng, I'm far inferior to you."
"Don't say that. You're putting too much pressure on yourself." Mo Fan wanted to comfort Mu Ningxue, but suddenly remembered that she had not yet opened her heart to him.
If he insisted on comforting her, it would only backfire. Mu Ningxue possessed a strong heart, something that had also laid the foundation for her becoming one of the Forbidden Curse Mages in the future.
Mu Ningxue raised her head, revealing a swanlike, snow-white neck. Her expression was wistful. After coming to the Imperial Capital for so many years, she had not found even one friend with whom she could truly open her heart. Only before Mo Fan could she