"The Xuan Court's disciple found the Northern Wilderness and attacked, forcing a demonic cultivator to request the Demonic Ancestor to descend. My blood brother came from the Northern Wilderness, so I acted. It was not for our Junior Apprentice Brother," Mo Jiuqing said calmly as he looked at Grandmaster Aoshi.
Grandmaster Aoshi gave a mocking smile. Wasn't that last sentence self-deceiving and trying to hide the obvious?
"Xuan Court? How interesting. Even though the Xuan Court has nothing to do with Xuan Daoya, their names are quite similar. It's quite strange that there's no connection between them," Grandmaster Aoshi stroked his chin as he muttered.
Mo Jiuqing did not agree nor disagree, and he did not reply.
His gaze fell on Feng Kule, thinking to himself.
Seeing this, Feng Kule felt a chill in his heart and instinctively retreated behind Baihao Yixin.
