The Father and Son from Sulfur Island

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Mo Fan was not hoping his prodding words would give him an advantage in the upcoming battle. He was just trying to annoy Zhao Jing. 

"Oh, she's so gorgeous!" a young man among the attackers suddenly exclaimed.

The young man's skin was tanned and dry. He was wearing an old cotton jacket, but somehow it felt like it was the best outfit he had.

His smile was sincere and innocent, like a young man from the countryside who had just seen a beautiful woman in the city. He was overwhelmed with excitement.

"Father, I want that woman!" The young man pointed at Mu Ningxue like a little kid asking his parents to buy him toys.

Mo Fan glanced at the young man, who looked like someone who had lived away from human civilization for a long time.