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

"why?"

Mo Ya's face was full of reluctance, her beautiful eyes stared at Zhou Xian, her eyes were slightly red, and her voice was trembling. In her past experience, human nature could not resist temptation. Even if someone could resist beauty, it would be impossible not to be tempted by the huge family business left by a Saint Domain strongman. At this moment, she was full of doubts and confusion, and she really couldn't understand why the person in front of her was so abnormal.

"Not interested in."

Zhou Xian shook his head lightly, his expression indifferent, his tone without a trace of emotion, as if everything Mo Ya said, those exciting wealth, tempting promises, were just passing clouds, and could not arouse his emotions. His eyes were as calm as water, without the slightest greed, looking straight at Mo Ya, letting her clearly understand that there was no room for maneuver in his refusal.

"It's getting late. I need to rest. Please leave, Miss Mo." Zhou Xian deliberately emphasized the three words "Miss Mo" and ordered her to leave. He took a step back and distanced himself from Mo Ya. Although he was still polite on the surface, his eyes had become distant. He knew clearly in his heart that this woman wanted to use him as a shield and a sharp blade for her revenge, so he would not wade into this muddy water.

Hearing Zhou Xian's resolute attitude, Mo Ya's eyes flashed with coldness, and the hatred was fleeting. After all, after enduring humiliation for so many years, Mo Ya was also a flexible person, and she quickly calmed down.

She just pursed her lips lightly, her eyes reddened, and she sobbed again, tears sliding down her cheeks, "Sir, can you really bear to watch me continue to suffer?"

Mo Ya's shoulders trembled slightly, tears rolled down like beads from a broken string, her voice was choked, as if it was filled with endless sorrow, so soft that it seemed like a breeze could blow it off, and anyone who heard it would be filled with pity. But Zhou Xian remained unmoved, his expression calm, his eyes not wavering at all.

"Be patient."

Zhou Xian opened his thin lips and uttered these two short and cold words. Although the voice was not loud, it was like a heavy hammer, hitting Moya's heart hard.

Her crying stopped instantly, and the pitiful look on her face was replaced by resentment. Her nails dug into her palm unconsciously, and she cursed this boy in her heart for being so stubborn. But she didn't dare to get too angry, so she could only suppress her anger and stare at Zhou Xian with her red eyes, trying to find a sign of relaxation on his face.

However, Zhou Xian's expression remained calm, as peaceful as a bottomless cold pond. He knew that Mo Lan's character was unbearable and his behavior was despicable, but from beginning to end, this person had never provoked him. He had no intention of being dragged into this muddy water by Mo Ya for no reason and being involved in their grievances.

He came here just to exchange magic, so why should he get involved in other people's disputes? Thinking of this, Zhou Xian's eyes became more determined and he turned a deaf ear to Moya's pleading.

Seeing Zhou Xian's unyielding and unyielding appearance, Mo Ya's hope was instantly shattered. The resentment in her heart surged like a surging tide, and she gnashed her teeth secretly with hatred, and the expression on her face was a little distorted by anger. She glared at Zhou Xian fiercely, then suddenly flicked her sleeves, turned around and strode to the door, and slammed the door with a "bang". The huge sound echoed in the empty room, as if venting her anger at the moment. "You are sick." Zhou Xian frowned, shook his head gently, and a trace of helplessness appeared on his face. He walked to the bed and sat down slowly, still thinking about the absurd scene just now. In his long life, this is the first time he has encountered such a weirdo like Mo Ya, who will do anything to achieve her goals, using beauty and wealth as bait. How can she be a lady from a noble family? As he thought about it, he couldn't help but mutter a few words to himself, waved his hand to extinguish the Mingguang Technique, and prepared to put this farce behind him and rest in peace.

Zhou Xian was just about to lie down when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a small figure from the corner of his eye. He turned his head sharply and saw Zoe's little head poking out from somewhere, her eyes wide open, staring at him intently, her eyes full of curiosity.

Zhou Xian was startled, his heart trembled violently, and he almost cried out. "When did you come? You scared me!" Zhou Xian said unhappily, with a hint of unnaturalness on his face.

"I've always been here."

Zoe tilted her head, her dark eyes full of innocence, her gaze fixed on Zhou Xian, as if she was full of curiosity about what had just happened. She looked innocent and cute, but Zhou Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this moment, and was secretly glad that he had just rejected Moya righteously and didn't do anything special. Otherwise, if Zoe saw it, wouldn't it be a live broadcast?
He couldn't help but reach out and rub Zoe's head, and said unhappily: "Don't be so elusive in the future, it's scary. How do you think this matter should be handled?" While saying this, he carefully observed Zoe's expression, as if he wanted to see what Zoe thought about what had just happened.

Hearing this, Zoe tilted her head, her eyes rolled around, and after thinking for a moment, she said firmly, "I don't like this woman, nor do I like that old man."

Her voice was clear and tender, with the innocence of a child. She blinked her big watery eyes and looked at Zhou Xian with doubt, as if waiting for his response, or seeking affirmation. Zhou Xian looked at Zoe's serious look, couldn't help but smile, gently touched her head and said, "If you don't like it, then don't like it. Then I'll focus on it tomorrow."

As for Mo Ya, he did not block the sound when talking to her just now. With Mo Lan's spiritual power as a Saint Domain strongman, he must have heard all the conversations clearly. Mo Ya obviously underestimated the ability of Saint Domain strongmen. Maybe Mo Lan was furious at this moment, thinking about how to deal with Mo Ya.

Sure enough, the next morning, the person who came to lead them to breakfast had changed his face. Although Zhou Xian didn't know what happened to Moya, he thought it wouldn't be good.

However, Zhou Xian was open-minded. This matter of Moya had nothing to do with him, so why bother to worry about it? He stopped thinking about it, had a simple breakfast with Zoe and Ali, and followed the servant out of the door, all the way to the outside of the city.

The air outside the city was much fresher than that in the mansion, with a hint of soil and grass. Zhou Xian took a deep breath and looked around, observing the surrounding environment. Zoe jumped along beside him, while Ahri lay quietly on the boulder on the other side, yawning with sleepy eyes.

(End of this chapter)