When facing Qian Ying, Ouyang Nan thought that she could not let this old man suppress them. The thought was good, but she did not know that this old man had long intended to suppress them and had even repeatedly wanted Chen Mo dead.
So while speaking with Ouyang Nan, his gaze also swept over Chen Mo, watching him in secret.
Chen Mo was highly sensitive to such gazes. He had been talking with Ouyang Ruo Xi when he instantly sensed someone watching him. When he turned to look, he found that Qian Ying had already shifted his gaze elsewhere.
That old man was watching me. Damn old bastard, did he really have to make me deal with him? Chen Mo silently thought, wondering whether he had seemed too harmless, causing this old man to always harbor hostility toward him.
However, he still needed these fellows to charge ahead later, so for now, he really had to play Old Sixth. It was truly a headache. He also silently remembered Qian Ying, that old man. If he became too irritating, Chen Mo could just secretly send him to his death. In any case, there was another old man in the team who was a Xiantian Master, and he was under Chen Mo's control. He was relatively easy to get along with, wasn't he?
Qian Ying felt a chill down his back, but he did not know why. He hurriedly looked around, yet found no sign of an enemy. He could only blame it on being overly sensitive.
"Captain Ouyang has considered things quite thoroughly. Very good. Since you have already considered it this way, just make the arrangements as you see fit," Qian Ying said with a nod. After all, while he wanted to send her to her death sometimes, he