"Senior! Senior!"
"I've been your obedient little workhorse, running before your carriage and after your horse!"
Before anyone else could react, Su Yu, Qing Mo's lackey, threw himself forward. He dropped to his knees before Qing Mo and clutched his thigh with both hands!
He looked exactly like a resentful wife abandoned in her boudoir!
There was no helping it!
Refining a secret realm and turning it into one's own small world was simply too, too tempting!
No matter who this happened to, they would be shocked beyond all measure!
No wonder Su Yu was hugging Qing Mo's leg, completely overcome by emotion!
Even Yueji, Youji, and the others who had followed Qing Mo for years still had not come back to their senses!
Even Bai Shuang, who had been repeatedly trained by Su Yu and had completely become another "Li Mochou," wore a blank expression as she slumped limply where she stood!
Seeing Su Yu's tear-and-snot-streaked face, utterly pleading, Qing Mo's face turned ashen at once as the man clung to his thigh!
It was not that Qing Mo failed to understand what Su Yu meant by those words. It was just that this "dead fish" actually wanted to wipe his tears and snot on Qing Mo's pants!
How the hell was that tolerable?
With a bang!
Su Yu, still weeping bitterly and gazing pleadingly at Qing Mo, was sent flying more than ten kilometers away by a single kick!
Qing Mo had clearly controlled the force of that kick, and he knew how tough Su Yu's body was, so it did not injure him in the slightest!
Qing Mo was merely somewhat displeased that Su Yu had tried to wipe his tears and snot on his pants!
"M-Master! You... you mean... I... we can also have our own