Mo Xie heard young master Hong's words yet didn't bother with it, at the least, he could deal with this kind of small sect on his own, much less, an arrogant young master.
As Mo Xie entered the rundown house, he didn't find anything special.
Still, there are overused clothes that seemed to be used by rich people.
Now, Mo Xie only has a single thought; 'Why are they living a life of poverty?'
The answer came abruptly as the question arrives: 'Usurpation...'
Remembering the time where that Young Master Hong called Ao Bai 'Young Master', Mo Xie immediately connected the dots.
He couldn't help but sigh.
At this moment, Ao Bai's words sounded: "Expert, please come and sit down, we only have warm water to offer you though..."
Mo Xie nods his head, he looked at the window and saw that the view isn't really that bad.
Mo Xie took the cup and drank it in one gulp.
"Expert, what do you need in coming to our sect?" Ao Bai asked, his little sisters looked at Mo Xie in an expectant way.
