Mo Yunzi only greeted Zhuge Shi and ignored Guo Jing, nearly infuriating Guo Jing to death.
He intentionally gave the City Lord the cold shoulder, just as Guo Jing had deliberately ignored the Mount Heng Sect.
Mo Yunzi meant to make him lose face and teach him a lesson.
Zhuge Shi clasped his fists and said, "Daoist Mo, let's skip the small talk. Where is the City Lord's daughter? Let her descend the mountain, and we won't bother you again."
Mo Yunzi smiled and said, "That's not up to us. It's the young lady who insists on staying on the mountain. She has taken a liking to my disciple Xiao Chen, and you tell me, as elders, can we really break up the young couple?"
Guo Jing's face turned black, and he clasped his fists toward Mo Yunzi, "Daoist Mo, please don't joke about my daughter's reputation. Since ancient times, marriage has always been decided by parents. We, as parents, have not yet agreed, so how can a sixteen-year-old girl make a lifelong commitment on her own?"
