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nLou Jing pushed open the door of Lou Feng’s study and walked in in haste, asking with a gloomy face, “Feng, I heard that Mo Fei is a Sound Source Master. Is that true?”

nLou Feng heaved a long sigh, “Either Mo Fei or Mo Yi should be a Sound Source Master. But Mo Fei is more possible. I can be 90% sure it is him.”

nLou Jing bit her lips, “How can that be?”

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nLou Feng closed his eyes, “I don’t know either.”

nAn illegitimate son from a small family from a uncultured small city, with no parents to care about him, gotten rejected 17 times by his fiancé! Seen from any angle, he shouldn’t be a figure who would constitute a danger to them. But it was just such a person who had done something unexpectedly again and again.

n“Brother, have you made clear of the background of that Mo Yi beside Mo Fei?” asked Lou Jing.

nLou Feng out on a bitter smile, “No, Mo Yi is like coming from nowhere. No trace could be found. When I was investigating him, I found Lou Yu is also investigating him.”

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nLou Jing narroed her eyes, “That is to say, Lou Yu also has no idea Mo Yi’s background.”

nLou Feng nodded, “I think so.”

n“Brother, it seems Lin Feiyu is not in the mood recently.” Lou Yu tried to switch the topic.

nLou Feng then said indifferently, “Really?”

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nLou Jing looked at Lou Feng and asked, “Won’t you go comforting him?”

n“I thought he could hold Lou Yu in play. But seen from now, I guess I have overestimated him.” said Lou Feng, totally ignoring Lou Jing’s question.

nPrince Yu Mansion

n“Mo Yi, the Top 100 championship will begin the day after tomorrow.” Su Rong reminded him.

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nMo Yi nodded and said, “I know, I will get well prepared for it.”

nSu Rong looked at MoYyi, and couldn’t asking, “Mo Yi, where on earth do you come from? And why would you choose to serve Lord Mo Fei? When you started to be at his service, you should have been a level three star magician, right? Given your abilities, you should never cast yourself on Mo Yi as a servant.”

nMo Yi raised his head and looked over to Su Rong, saying with a ridicule tone, “Have you gotten me investigated?”

nSu Rong smiled awkwardly and said, “Yes!”

nMo Yi didn’t show a bit of surprise. A level four star magician at the age of seventeen, it would surprise if they didn’t get him investigated.

n“So did you find something juicy?” Mo Yi asked Su Rong calmly.

nSu rong shook his head, saying with an embarrassing tone, “No, we didn’t find anything juicy.”

nSu Rong lowered his head. Prince Yu’s intelligence network was quite sophisticated, and their team leader had always been proud of it. However, this time they got frustrated during the investigation of Mo Yi because after a long time work, they got nothing.

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n“Really?” said Mo Yi with a flat tone, one couldn’t tell whether it was disappointed or complacent.

n“Who are your parents, Yiyi?” Su Rong asked curiously.

nMo yi glanced lazily at Su Rong and asked, “Are you interested?”

nSu rong full is sincere spot nod, way: “Yes!”

nMo Yi thought for a while and said, “Well, how about this? I’ll tell you, and you should also tell me one thing.”

nSu rong hurriedly nodded and said, “OK, sure. What would you like to know? I will certainly tell you.”

nMo Yi chortled, saying while picking his eyebrows, “Let me tell you. I was born out of a stone!”

nSu Rong looked at Mo Yi wearing an unbelieving expression, “Seriously? Are you gonna walk me through like this?”

nMo Yi shrugged his shoulders and said reasonably, “Yeah, what? Let me tell you, I can walk you through. But if you play at me like this, I’m gonna punch you.”

nSu Rong: “…” So I have to take this since I am weaker? Su Rong had never hated himself so much!

n“What do you want to know?” Su rong suppressed his anger and asked.

nMo took out a portrait, handed it over to Su Rong, and asked with a expectant tone, “Do you know who he is?”

nSu Rong took the portrait. It was a stick figure, although it was not well painted, it was vivid.

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n“I don’t know him. Who is he? Is it important?” Su Rong glanced at Mo Yi and asked.

n“Yeah, it’s very important. I like him.” Mo Yi lowered his head, holding the teacup, face slightly reddened.

nSu Rong popped out his eyes, looking at Mo Yi, with kind of jealous feeing arousing in his heart.

n“You like him?” Su Rong asked in a dry voice.

nMo Yi nodded while saying with a serious tone, “Yes! Very much, if I can say.”

nSu Rong looked a little embarrassed, “The man in the portrait is young. Your puppy love?”

nMo Yi leaned on the sofa, “Kind of.”

nLooking at Mo Yi gentle expression when he spoke, Su Rong felt his heart was in a tumult.

n“You like him. Does he like you?” Su Rong still wouldn’t give up.

nMo Mo tilted his head, and said with a hesitant tone, “I don’t know. It’s been so many years. I don’t know if he…Su Rong, do me a favor. Help me investigate who he is.”

nSu Rong’s face darkened and he said reluctantly, “Just a stick figure! So many people would resemble him. Where do I start?”

nMo Yi pursed his lips, “He should be a young master of some big family, about 17 or 18 years old. Just do me this favor, OK? I know you have your way.”

nSu Rong looked at Mo Yi and said, “Didn’t you say you like him? How is it possible you don’t even know who he is?”

nMo Yi sighed and said with a regretful tone, “I forgot to ask.”

nSu Rong: “… ”

nMo Yi looked ahead with blank eyes. “I really want to see him again, even once and I will be very appreciated.”

nLooking at Mo Yi’s face full of expectations, Su Rong said subconsciously, “I will help you.”

nMo Yi put on a bright smile at Su Rong and said gratefully, “Thank you, Su ROng.”

nSu Rong lowered his head, heart sour, astringent, having kind of complicated feeling.

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