Tang Xiaobai was still struggling with how to respond when Mo Huan knowingly nodded, "I understand."
She felt a pang of guilt and quickly said, "Actually—"
Actually, what?
She truly was discussing marriage. She already felt uneasy hiding it from the little ancestor, and now that they sent someone to inquire, should she still try to argue?
But if Mo Huan were to report back like this, would it affect the little ancestor's mood for battle?
Tang Xiaobai's feelings were akin to those of planning to divorce after a child's college entrance exam, only to be found out early. She was anxious and at a loss, so she could only look at Mo Huan pleadingly, "What do you think...maybe we should wait until Ah Xiao finishes the battle?"
Mo Huan smiled enigmatically without giving a definite answer.
Tang Xiaobai sighed, "Ah Xiao is still young. Encourage him to focus on the bigger picture..." Don't let him worry about her minor affairs.
Mo Huan continued to smile without responding.
