Mo Lin's chest suddenly jolted.
A surge of anger instantly rushed to the top of his head, his brain shook violently.
"What do you mean by this?" Mo Lin coldly questioned Guo Xing.
"Little brother, when you can let things go, do let them go. Don't overdo things.
Let's just forget about what happened today.
When your friend recovers, you let her come see me. I'll take her to compete for the position of the Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy."
Guo Xing thought for a moment and reminded Mo Lin: "I am the recommender for the Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy. Without my recommendation, no one is qualified to compete for that position."
He's merely emphasizing his own status.
To intimidate Mo Lin.
"Give me some face, let's forget about today's matters." Guo Xing said to Mo Lin once again.
Over thirty people around were now wearing smug smiles.
Some crossed their arms over their chests, while others tilted their heads back to watch the show.
