Mo Zhou had a gentle face, and praises flowed out like they were free.
Ye Wu listened in a daze.
She knew she was good, she was strong, but being complimented non-stop for half an hour still made her feel a bit awkward.
"Senior Mo, that's enough. I..." Ye Wu was about to say something.
Mo Zhou smiled: "Little Wu, are you feeling thirsty? Here, have some tea."
He handed over the tea while continuing to speak: "By the way, I've just finished the first part, and there are other things; I should thank you properly for them. For instance..."
Mo Zhou continued ceaselessly for another half an hour.
Ye Wu was totally numb.
What happened to the strong personality, the call-to-action?
What happened to decisiveness and never making a mistake in judgment?
The Mo Zhou she was witnessing now was very different from the leader image she'd heard about from other members of the Demon Clan.
Ye Wu was listening uncomfortably, while Mo Ye's expression softened as he watched Mo Zhou.
