"I came to find you because I want to beat you up!"
"Oh?"
Mo Xie raised an eyebrow. He felt neither surprise nor anger, and nothing stirred in him.
His face remained expressionless as he asked in a cool, flat voice,
"Why? Can you tell me your reason?"
"Hmph. Why?"
The young man snorted and narrowed his eyes. After staring at Mo Xie for a while, he said coldly,
"The reason's simple. You keep pestering Jiang Shaoxu, and I can't stand you!"
The corner of Mo Xie's eye twitched almost imperceptibly. He slowly pointed at his own face and tilted his head, looking baffled.
Me... pestering Jiang Shaoxu?
Come on, man. When did you ever see me pester Jiang Shaoxu? She's the one who keeps bothering me!
Sometimes he really had no words. Whenever a beautiful woman was around him, some fool would come looking for trouble, and the whole show of putting them in their place would begin.
Seriously, I'm not the one chasing after them. Those women keep coming to me. What am I supposed to do?
And just because Jiang Shaoxu keeps hanging around me, you want to teach me a lesson behind her back? How does that make sense?
Nearby, the exhausted Hua Yuezhu perked up the moment she heard that. She took a sip of water and settled in to watch the drama unfold.
The atmosphere turned strange. Everyone fell silent, staring at one another.
At last, the young man who had stormed over began to feel awkward. Unable to stand the silence, he asked impatiently,
"Hey, why aren't you saying anything? You looking down on me?"
After a long pause, Mo Xie gave him a helpless look and said,
"First, I'm not looking down on you. I don't even know you, and you came