Chapter Ten You Are Mine

  "Master Mo, Li Wuye requests an audience." Qianliu looked at the girl in front of him who was holding her head and thought she didn't look like the "Jade-faced Guanyin" that people in Jianghu called her. Qianliu saw that Mo had no reaction, his eyes were just staring blankly ahead, motionless. "Master Mo?" Qianliu stretched out his hand across the table and waved it in front of Mo's eyes, sighed, then tapped Mo's arm which was propping up his chin, his head suddenly drooped, startled, Mo's eyes slowly focused on Qianliu's face.

  "Xiao Liu?" Mo Mo's brain didn't react in time, and she directly read out the name that was hidden deep within her subconscious.

  "Uh... Lord Mo, I am Qian Liu, not... Xiao Liu Road..." Qian Liu reluctantly reported again "Lord Mo, Li Wuye requests an audience."

  "Li Wu Ye?" Mo Mo repeated Qian Liu's words, still half asleep.

  "Mo Zhu, you... wake up... it's not good to doze off with your eyes open." Qian Liu placed the "Dust-Cutting Sword" in front of Mo Mo. Mo Mo jolted awake. Qian Liu helplessly repeated what he had just said.

  "Leafless? Is Li leafless?" Mo Mo Teng stood up suddenly.

  Qian Liu was startled and took a step back.

  "There it is!!" Momo's body leaned forward, just like Li Wu Ye in Qian 6's back.

  "Fei Long Tang is in front." Qian Liu patted the back of her collar that she had just stepped on. She saw Mo Mo hastily running around the table towards the door.

  "Wait, Mo Zhu!" Qian Liu shouted, hastily grabbing the Jue Chen sword from the table and handing it to Mo Zhu.

  "Qian Liu, why are you handing me a sword?" Mo Mo didn't react in time.

  "Mò zhǔ. Lǐ wú yè shì lái tiǎo zhàn de dì." Qiān liù wú kě nài hé de yáo yáo tóu.

  Translation:

  "Mo Zhu. Li Wuye has come to challenge the land." Qianliu shook his head helplessly.

  "He... came... to challenge?" Mo stood still for a long time, maintaining the posture of looking down at him. Staring at him made him feel uneasy all over.

  "I don't believe it!" Mo Mo grasped the Dust-Cutting Sword and rushed towards Fei Long Hall.

  When Mo saw the young man in front of him, his mind went completely blank.

  "Do... you also... want me dead?" Mo Mo didn't have the courage to look at Li Wu Ye's face, and instead lowered his head, staring at the Dust-Clearing Sword in his hand.

  "Jianghu rules. Challenges must be signed with a life-or-death contract. Mo Zhuzi's martial arts are unparalleled in the world. You don't think you can win against me, do you?" Today, Li Wuye had regained his usual elegant demeanor. He was no longer the timid youth who stood before the Nameless Gate that day.

  "Why don't we try a different approach today?" Li Wuye walked over to Mo Mo, pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to her. Mo Mo opened it with a puzzled expression, but as soon as she saw the words on it, her face suddenly turned red.

  Han Lin, who was preparing to protect Mo Mo on the side, flew over, snatched the paper, took a glance, and then glared at Li Wu Ye. "Master Mo, this agreement cannot be signed!"

  "Why can't it be?" Li Wuye looked up and down at Han Lin, then turned his head to look at Mo Mo, "Mo Zhu, this agreement... you... sign it?" Li Wuye took the contract from Han Lin's hand and handed it over to Mo Mo.

  At this time, Mo's mind was already empty, and his eyes were staring blankly at the ground. "Mo!" Han Lin scolded.

  Mo Mo finally came back to life, her eyes focusing on Han Lin's resentful face.

  "What's wrong? Han Guan Shi?" Mo Mo didn't understand what was going on, and looking at Han Lin's misty eyes, he couldn't help but shudder. Reality also proved Mo Mo's premonition, because the next second, Han Lin hung himself on Mo Mo's body. Instinctively wanting to push him away, but unintentionally meeting Han Lin's wronged watery gaze, he ultimately didn't push him away. Han Lin's choked voice echoed in his ear "Mo Mo, don't you want me anymore? Wuuu..."

  "Huh?" Mo was taken aback for a moment.

  "Don't sign that, okay?" Han Lin said as he rubbed against Mo's neck, causing Mo to get goosebumps all over his body.

  "Han... Lin..." murmured Mo, helpless.

  "Hmm?" Han Lin hugged Mo Mo and changed into a slightly more comfortable position. He rested his chin on Mo Mo's head.

  "You're so tall, don't you feel uncomfortable hanging on me?" Mo completely startled Han Lin's watery eyes, forgetting the existence of Li Wuye by his side and also forgetting to fight back. But Li Wuye's impatient voice came over Han Lin "You can be smaller."

  This time, the masters and managers of Wuming Hall who came to watch the battle shook their heads with a greater amplitude than before. They also understood what was written on that piece of paper.

  "No! If anyone is going to do it, it's you!" Han Lin stood up straight and glared at Li Wuye.

  "What's going on?" Grabbing one of MoMo's arms, Li Wuye tried to pull her out of Han Lin's embrace. However, he was unable to do so, as Han Lin held her even tighter.

  "Because I am already Mo Mo's person!" One sentence fixed everyone there.

  "When was this? I didn't know?" Mo asked subconsciously.

  "You...?" Han Lin looked at Mo Mo with an expression as if he was looking at a scoundrel. That kind of expression, that kind of gaze would make people mistakenly think that Mo Mo and Han Lin already had something going on?

  Li ignored the crowd's reflection, using his internal power to shock Han Lin and rescue Mo Mo. He held her in his arms, looking at Han Lin's fiery eyes and Mo Mo's dazed expression.

  "Ink is mine, no one can take it away!"

  A tug-of-war between kids has begun. The final result is: that challenge ended in nothing.

  Previous emotional dividing line

  At night, when Xiaohuo was pouring water for Momo, she added oil and vinegar to the gossip of the day and said, "Momo, you're really in high demand!"

  "Little Lotus!" Momo glared at her with a blush.

  "Really? Lord Mo, how did Han Guanshi get his hands on it? And that Li Wuye is also quite handsome." Xiaohua gazed at the curtain with a yearning look in her eyes.

  "Uh..." Mo Mo was still in a daze until now.

  "Little Lotus, you don't have to attend to me anymore, I want to sleep. You should rest early too." Mo Mo wanted to think carefully about what happened today.

  Why? Mo Mo couldn't figure it out. Whether it was Han Lin or Li Wuye, were their love for her true? But what did she have that was good anyway?

  Mo Mo got up and walked in front of the copper mirror, looking at the still somewhat delicate face in the mirror. He touched it, and casually pinched himself, ouch, proving it was real.

  Lying in bed, staring at the ceiling. Replaying what happened on Feilong Hall again... Turning over and burying myself under the blankets, then lifting my head up again. My bright red face has a curved smile. "Hehe" Until bedtime, MoMo was still smiling.

  In the middle of the night, Mo was awakened by a familiar chill. Before she even opened her eyes, the corners of her mouth had already curled up slightly. However, when she did open her eyes, it wasn't Li Wuye that she saw, but rather Han Lin.

  "Han Lin?" Mo suddenly sat up, holding the quilt in her arms.

  "Mo Mo, why did you ignore me and leave by yourself today?" Han Lin was easily dragged away by the quilt, pounced into Mo Mo's arms, just wanting to act spoiled, but was picked up from behind by his collar and thrown aside. Han Lin turned back to glare at Li Wu Ye, who had ruined his plans.

  "I want to get the Soul Vessel, and... Momo also likes me." Li Wuye looked at Momo hugging the quilt on the bed and asked Han Lin in a low voice, "You want Momo, what's your purpose?"

  "Hmph, what makes you think I'd tell you?" Han Lin once pulled Mo Mo into his arms.

  "Mo Mo", Li Wu Ye looked at Mo Mo struggling with all her might, but apparently to no avail, and couldn't help but smile wryly.

  "Huh?" Mo Mo looked at him in confusion, wondering why he didn't save himself.

  "Do you like me?" Li Wu Ye's words successfully stopped Mo Mo's weak resistance. The latter, however, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him.

  "We're together because we like each other, so would you be willing to give me this as a token of our relationship?" Li Wuye took out Mo's pendant.

  "Voluntarily?" Mo Mo grasped the key word in Li Wuye's words and asked "Why"

  "Hehe, Mo Mo won't let you get lost and lose your mind." Han Lin smiled triumphantly.

  "Alright, let's open the skylight and speak plainly. Han Lin, what is your true intention for getting close to Mo Mo? Is it really because you've fallen in love with Mo Mo?" Li Wu Ye's words also echoed Mo Mo's inner thoughts.

  "You... really... want to marry me just because you fell in love with me?" Mo asked extremely seriously.