Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

"Zoe, what did you do to this guy to make him so afraid of you?" Zhou Xian glanced at Zoe who was standing next to him with an innocent look on her face, frowned slightly, and his eyes were full of confusion.

He thought to himself, although Zoe was a little naughty on weekdays, she didn't look like a vicious person, so how could she scare Mo Lan so much.

"It's nothing. I just sealed his power, turned him into a woman and threw him into Fengyue Tower for two days. I didn't beat him."

Zoe licked her lollipop and blinked her big innocent eyes, her tone as relaxed as if she was talking about a trivial matter.

She looked nonchalant, as if she really didn't think she had done anything excessive, but Zhou Xian's eyes twitched when he heard this. Zhou Xian was secretly shocked. Zoe's methods were really cruel. Sealing her strength, turning her into a woman, and throwing her into Fengyue Tower, this was not just an ordinary punishment, it was simply to torture her to death.

He couldn't help but mourn for Mo Lan in his heart for two seconds. At the same time, he also became a little more wary of Zoe. But on the surface, he could only pull the corners of his mouth helplessly and laugh twice, not knowing how to respond.

"Hey, you old pervert, don't run. Aatrox wants to exchange magic with you. If you run again, I'll beat you up." Seeing Zhou Xian speechless, Zoe shouted loudly while waving her hands, shaking the lollipop in front of her mouth.

The innocent smile on her face looked like a half-smile to others, and there seemed to be a hint of teasing in her eyes, as if to say, let's see where you can hide.

The sound was clear and loud, echoing in the courtyard, causing Mo Lan, who was in a panic, to pause.

Mo Ya's eyes widened like bells, full of disbelief. She stared at the chaotic scene in front of her.
I couldn't believe that my great-grandfather, who was usually so dignified and calm, would lose his composure like this. At this moment, Mo Lan no longer had the demeanor of a holy mage, but looked like a frightened old man.

Moya turned her gaze to Zoe again, her heart full of doubts. What kind of background did this young, cute little girl have? What did she do to her great-grandfather to make him so scared? She bit her lip, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

"Communication magic?"

Mo Lan turned around slowly, his eyes full of caution, like a frightened deer, and glanced at Zoe nervously. His body trembled slightly, and his heart was full of fear, fearing that this devil-like girl would cast that weird and terrifying magic again, and let him fall into that unbearable, nightmare-like past again. When he thought of the two days he had spent as a woman in Fengyue Tower, Mo Lan couldn't help but shudder, and his face turned pale instantly.

"I heard that Master Mo Lan has been in the Holy Land for many years. I, Aatrox, have come to ask for advice." Zhou Xian leaned forward slightly and saluted. His face was serious and earnest. His eyes were full of respect for Mo Lan, and at the same time, he also revealed an eager desire to communicate with magic. He was tall and straight. Although he was still young, he had a calmness and confidence beyond his age.

"Hehe, no problem, no problem. I love guiding the younger generation the most. After all, the future of magic still depends on young magicians like you to pass it on." Mo Lan cleared his throat, tried to straighten his back, put on a amiable smile on his face, and said in a pretentious manner.

At this moment, he was no longer in a state of panic, like a frightened bird, as if he was not the one who was frightened out of his wits by Zoe. He raised his chin slightly, and a hint of complacency flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted to regain his dignity as a powerful Saint.

Seeing this, Mo Ya curled her lips and rolled her eyes. She was speechless about her great-grandfather's behavior at the moment. For the first time, she realized clearly that her great-grandfather was such a hypocritical person. In her impression, some of her great-grandfather's previous behaviors were already disgusting and shameless enough, but she didn't expect that he could lie with his eyes open now. Like to give instructions to the younger generation? Mo Ya snorted in her heart and complained: I don't know where this instruction is from, maybe he is up to something crooked, you know, this old man likes more than just women.

She crossed her arms, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes as she looked at Mo Lan. She was secretly calculating in her heart, and her eyes were scanning back and forth between Aatrox and Zoe.

"Looking at the old man's performance just now, if I can get their help, I may be able to get rid of this oppressive and unfree life and no longer be controlled and manipulated by this old man."

Thinking of this, a glimmer of hope flashed in Moya's eyes, and she began to silently plan how to ask them for help, and what reasons she should use to convince them...

While Mo Ya was racking her brains and at a loss, Zhou Xian and Mo Lan had already decided on the time and place for the competition.

After all, everyone knows that once magicians start fighting, the power of magic cannot be underestimated and the impact range is extremely wide. If they fight in this courtyard, I am afraid that the place will be made into a mess.

Although Mo Lan had no interest in this competition, he was a dignified Holy Land mage, and it would be a loss of status if he competed with a seventh-level magician. Maybe the whole Holy Land circle would laugh at him for bullying the weak. But he secretly glanced at Zoe, and thought of the unbearable experience before. His heart tightened, and he gritted his teeth and agreed helplessly.

"Since the time has been set, I have some things to take care of, so I will not accompany you two. Let my great-granddaughter take you around the city."

Mo Lan's eyes flickered. He didn't want to stay here any longer. He just wanted to escape from Zoe's sight. He pretended to be calm, cleared his throat, and gave the order. After he finished speaking, he nodded slightly, turned around impatiently, and walked hurriedly, as if there was a flood or a beast behind him.

Moya was slightly startled when she heard her great-grandfather's words, but she was delighted in her heart. However, she quickly adjusted her expression, looked at Aatrox and Zoe politely, and said, "Please follow me, both of you."

She thought to herself that this might be a good opportunity to get in touch with them further and seek help.

"Well, please."

Zhou Xian nodded slightly, with a gentle smile on his face, and politely thanked Mo Ya. He thought to himself that he could take this opportunity to take a good look around the famous Mo City in the Yulan Empire, and maybe he could find some interesting magic materials or novel magic props.

So he turned sideways and motioned Zoe to follow him, and the group followed Moya out of the courtyard and walked towards the bustling city.

(End of this chapter)