Mo Qingchen's heart tightened, had he been discovered?!

  Never did he think that a five-year-old Tigger would do something that made Mo Qingchen's jaw drop.

  He quickly picked up the paper crane that had fallen on the branch, blew a mouthful of air, and pulled Mo Qingchen to jump up.

  The paper crane fluttered and flew slowly into the air, the yellow paper crane was originally inconspicuous at night, and soon became a small black dot disappearing in the night sky.

  The man and woman under the tree were busy putting on their clothes, which delayed them. When they jumped out to look up again, they found that everything around was empty and there was nothing.

  "Brother Jiu——" The woman pulled on the man's arm in some panic.

  The man looked up at the tree and muttered: "Strange, I clearly felt the fluctuation of spiritual energy."

  "Could it be someone?" The woman's face turned pale all of a sudden.

  The man saw the woman's face pale with fright, her snow-white complexion gleaming even more brightly in the moonlight. The flames of desire that had been extinguished suddenly flared up again. He swept her off her feet and carried her away from the spot, bringing her to a cave behind a fake mountain. They soon disappeared into its depths, and before long, the sound of their soft, urgent moans could be heard.

  "Clear dust, was there someone under the tree just now? What were they doing?" The tiger head had already returned to Mo Qingchen's room and lay down beside him, propping up his chin with one hand.

  Mo Qingchen's face turned hot, and he glared at Hu Tou: "How was I supposed to know? It was you who insisted on flying so high, which ended up getting us stuck in that big tree."

  Mo Qingchen said so with his mouth, but his heart was thumping wildly. What they had just heard was obviously Hong Guoguo's illicit affair!

  That woman and man are Ninth Brother, isn't it, isn't he Mo Jiu of Fourteenth Uncle's generation?

  Mo Qingchen had been at the Mo residence for many days, but many people hadn't seen him before. What kind of person Mo Jiu was, no one knew. As for that woman, even less did anyone know who she was.

  Mo Qingchen secretly made up his mind, today's matter must be firmly stuck in his belly.

  "Hutou, today's matter you must not speak out, remember?" Mo Qingchen instructed.

  Although the tiger head was confused, it vaguely knew that what he heard on that tree wasn't anything good, so he nodded slightly.

  "And another thing, don't take out that Flying Crane token again and show it to others." Mo Qingchen reminded.

  Hutou was unwilling now, pouting and saying: "Why? I haven't even shown it to the Fourteenth Sisters yet, no way am I hiding it."

  Mo Qingchen was momentarily at a loss for words. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Tiger Head, when you have something good, you must hide it well yourself. Otherwise, there's a possibility that others will take it away from you."

  "I won't give it to you, besides, I've already shown it to you." Hu Tou said.

  Mo Qingchen's face turned black: "Anyway, I said can't take it out, can't take it out. Otherwise, we won't play together in the future."

  The tiger lowered its head and shouted: "Alright, what are you yelling about."

  Mo Qing felt a little ashamed of himself for threatening a young child, but he had no other choice. If the couple under the tree were to discover that Huo Tou possessed a flying symbol, they would become suspicious, and it would be troublesome. After all, it's easier to dodge an open attack than a hidden one.

  "Sleep, Hu Tou." Mo Qingchen said.

  Mo Qingchen's bed was very large, and two small people lying together didn't feel crowded. Before long, the sound of even breathing could be heard.

  Mo Qingchen thought of the romantic and mysterious things in the sky, and then thought of the thrilling things on the tree, his mood calmed down for a long time before he slowly fell asleep.

  On the second day, Mo Qingchen and Hu Tou went to Chaoyang Hall together. After school, he ignored Hu Tou's reluctance to part with him and let him return home.

  The days passed by in an orderly manner, everything was calm and peaceful, the experience of that night was suppressed by Mo Qing at the bottom of her heart, sometimes she even felt like it was just a dream.

  Finally, the day of the year-end small comparison has arrived.

  On this day, everyone in Chaoyang Hall gathered together and, under the leadership of Second Master Mo Dahai, marched towards Biwudian.

  Mo Yuqi's eyes often swept back and forth on Mo Qingchen, with a smile on his face. Not entering the Refining Qi stage yet participating in the small competition, this is also considered a freak. It seems that heaven is standing on one's own side.

  "Sixteen sister, why don't I tell the clan elder grandfather that you'd better not participate in this competition?" Mo Ning Ruo carefully observed Mo Qingchen's expression, worried about her upcoming encounter and also afraid of hurting her self-esteem.

  "Fourteenth sister, don't worry about me, I'll do my best. As a member of the Chaoyang Hall, how can I retreat before battle?"

  "But—" Mo Ning Rou wanted to speak but stopped herself.

  "Alright, we've arrived at the Martial Arts Hall." Mo Qingchen interrupted Mo Ningruo's words.

  This was far more majestic than the Chao Yang Hall, with its dark green glazed tiles and red walls, intricately carved railings and beautifully painted buildings, looking solemn and exquisite. Mo Qingchen didn't have time to look around before being led into the hall.

  In the main seat of the hall, the patriarch Mo Dashan was already seated, with Mo Dayan and Mo Laoliu sitting on either side. Another seat next to Mo Dayan was empty.

  "Tribe leader, the children have been brought." Mo Dahu bowed to Mo Dashan.

  At this time, Mo Dashi was more majestic than when he first met Mo Qingchen. He returned a courtesy and said, "Thanks for your hard work, Second Brother."

  The mighty river slowly flowed into the sky.

  Several people from Chaoyang Hall paid their respects to several elders together, and then came to a corner and stood still.

  Before long, people began to trickle in, three or two at a time, and after paying their respects to the elderly, they retreated to their own seats.

  Mo Qingchen stood in an inconspicuous place, her eyes wide open as she sized up each person who came. There were still many people in the Mo family whom she had not met before, and she wanted to take this opportunity to get to know them.

  At this moment, three people walked in. Mo Qingchen took a glance and saw a young couple first. The man was handsome but had a pale complexion with a hint of blue under his eyes, making him look unhealthy. The woman beside him was tall and slender, her face as cold as ice, giving off an aloof and detached feeling.

  Behind them was none other than Mo Feiyan, the exceptionally talented Ice Spirit Root young girl!

  Mo Qingchen couldn't help but steal a few more glances at Mo Feiyan, unable to resist the temptation. After all, she was known as the "Heavenly Proud Daughter" among the crowd, and her stunning talent and astonishing cultivation at such a young age made it impossible for Mo Qingchen not to be curious!

  It was probably because Mo Qingchen's gaze was too scorching that Mo Feiyan seemed to have sensed something and glanced in her direction, seeing Mo Qingchen staring at her with a blank expression, she nodded slightly.

  Mo Qingchen's subconscious wanted to laugh, but a sentence that suddenly echoed in the hall made her body tremble violently.

  Mo Jiu took his wife and daughter to pay respects to the clan elder, then to Second Uncle, Fifth Uncle, and Sixth Uncle. The man led his wife and daughter in a slow bow.

  Mo Qingchen bit his lip hard, barely suppressing a cry of surprise. He, he was actually the one who had an affair under the tree that day!

  Mo Qingchen stared fixedly at the three family members kneeling on the ground. That Ninth Brother was actually Mo Feiyan's father!

  And who is that Xiang Er again!