"Can you tell me now whether something has happened?" After Xiao'xi'zi departed, Qiao Mu looked at Mo Lian while biting her spoon.
Helplessly, Mo Lian could only flick her petite forehead. "Why are you so intelligent."
He then sat down beside her. "I suspect that organization will make a move again in the near future."
Qiao Mu turned grave, and she immediately set down her spoon. "Right now, they are hiding in the dark, while we are out in the open. We have completely no idea when or how they will make a move."
Mo Lian nodded.
"If they plan to make a move, your mother's trip to Jun Mountain's Yating Court this time has provided a rather good opportunity for them."
Mo Lian nodded once again. This little fellow understood with just a hint, so he did not have to waste his breath explaining.
"Continuing to hide is not a solution either." Qiao Mu stood up and suggested, "How about we go along with their plot and attack preemptively?"
