Chapter 152: Grandpa, didn’t you say that people have to be honest? (2)
“Grandpa, what’s wrong?” Little Yu was holding a bone stick. His little arm was protectively in front of Ruan Qiuqiu. In a trembling voice, he asked in fear and puzzlement, “Is that fiend too scary? You can’t beat her?”
Following Mo Yu’s voice, Ruan Qiuqiu looked at Grandpa Mo.
In a short span of time, his expression changed from shock and incredulous to ecstatic, moved, and excited to doubt, pained, hesitant, and bleak.
Mo Bugui slowly unfurrowed his brow and eased his expression. In the end, his emotions faded away and was replaced with a gentle smile on his wrinkly face. And yet, Ruan Qiuqiu felt that smile was so sorrowful.
As for the person that was only a few meters away from them, she seemed to have forgotten everything after a clear look of Grandpa Mo’s expression. It seemed as if a blaze had been ignited in her cold eyes.
The changes in her expression were different from Mo Bugui’s. From her bewildered and frazzled state, she quickly changed to greatly ecstatic and enthusiastic, like a frozen river suddenly melting, like winter suddenly changing to summer.
Even if Ruan Qiuqiu’s response was sluggish, she could make the connection. The fiend, who had suddenly attacked her, and Grandpa Mo knew each other. It was because of that the fiend stopped attacking her.
But, how could Grandpa Mo know such a powerful fiend?
Ruan Qiuqiu pulled Little Yu, whose eyes were full of vigilance, a few steps back with her. Her perception was very sharp. Although she no longer felt that fiend’s icy killing intent, she still quietly used her spiritual energy to guard the three meters around them.
After Ruan Qiuqiu had retreated a few steps, Grandpa Mo noticed something was off in hindsight. His expression was somewhat helpless. He leaned over and picked up the stone axe from the snow. He looked away from the fiend as if he was avoiding something.
“Big Brother Mo…”Qing Ruyi saw that Grandpa Mo was going to leave and couldn’t control the complicated feelings of regret and joy from regaining someone she had lost.
She hurriedly ran forward. She was a powerful level 5 fiend, but she pitifully tripped over the willow branches that were like her limbs and fell onto the ground.
The rain soaked her clothes, but Qing Ruyi didn’t care.
Perhaps, it was because she had already called out his name. After that, Qing Ruyi didn’t have any more reservations and keping calling out, “Big Brother Mo. Big Brother Mo… Is it you?”
Qing Ruyi kept crying. Her trembling voice was full of you. “You’re still alive. That’s great…”
She had just gotten up from the ground and was barely able to tuck away the willow branches. She wanted to run to Grandpa Mo, but before she could finish speaking, he interrupted her, “… Are you calling me?”
Grandpa Mo was still smiling. He walked forward and stood in front of Ruan Qiuqiu and Mo Yu. His voice was hoarse, “Little girl, are you mistaking me for someone else? I… I’m very old.”
There was an imperceptible tremor in Grandpa Mo’s voice. Ruan Qiuqiu noticed that he was gripping the stone axe so hard that his hand had turned white.
Mo Bugui continued to show a loving elder’s smile. His tone was difficult to understand as he said, “I’m just an old man. I’m not the Big Brother Mo that you’re looking for.”