"A cat stole the Wooden Fish?" Xiao Dutian asked in confusion. "You're saying a Spirit Beast Cat stole the Wooden Fish?"
"Xiao, don't listen to his nonsense."
Gu Zheng snapped, "That Wooden Fish ran up the mountain by itself. The Spirit Beast Cat was just passing by and grabbed it."
"And you said you didn't know it!"
Mo Jiaxin growled, "The Wooden Fish is ours. How could it have run out on its own? It was obviously your cat that stole it from my Spiritual Object Pouch! Tell me, where are the cat and the fish!"
"I'm talking to you nicely right now. Don't force my hand!"
"Then by all means, make your move," Gu Zheng said, his face an emotionless mask.
"Fine!"
Mo Jiaxin let out a savage laugh. "Since you're courting death, I'll be happy to oblige!"
WHOOSH~
SWISH!
Mo Jiaxin lunged at Gu Zheng from the front, and at the exact same moment, Mo Jiali attacked from the side.
They moved at the same incredible speed, their attacks different but linked.
