After Old Wang left, Mo Xiaoqing came to Zhou Yu's side.
She looked into Zhou Yu's eyes and said:
"Junior brother, do you really trust this old man?"
Zhou Yu heard this and nodded.
"For now, he has no reason to deceive me."
"Of course, I won't fully trust him either."
"It all depends on this Juefang."
"I want to see what kind of character he is?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Xiaoqing nodded.
"That's good!"
"Anyway, no matter what happens, I'll help you."
"Don't worry!"
As she spoke, Mo Xiaoqing patted Zhou Yu on the head.
Zhou Yu looked helpless.
Why does this action feel like patting a puppy...
At this moment, Master Hua came over.
He had heard the requests Zhou Yu made to Old Wang earlier.
Now, his face was full of gratitude, and even his voice trembled slightly.
"Zhou Yu, I have nothing more to say."
"In the future, if you need anything from this old man, just ask."
"Though I've been in prison for ten years, I've still got some influence in Southwest Yunzhou."
