Lin Mo looked anxious all over. "Ancestor, you are already four hundred and thirteen years old this year, and you don't have much time left. Sister Miaoren, on the other hand, is still young. You two are simply from different eras. You must not get any ideas about an old cow eating tender grass."
Lin Yi: "......"
He wanted to curse, and even more, he wanted to beat someone up!
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