C255 A Dangerous Undercurrent

Fanliao chuckled and inquired, "Is he strong?"

Ye Mo's brow furrowed slightly as he vividly recalled his confrontation with Qiu Yihan. Instead of nodding or shaking his head, Ye Mo dipped his finger in the steaming wine and began to write on the table.

"Very strong."

The calm words ignited into a faint blue flame as Ye Mo lifted his hand.

"Tsk tsk... But your frown isn't because of him