"Huh?" Huo Ling muttered and looked at Yi Bing. What does Yi Bing mean by 'they won't succeed'? he thought, feeling puzzled. That secret organization? It won't succeed? Why? He frowned and pinched his chin as he stared at the other. And, why is he speaking so confidently about this? Does Yi Bing know something? He thought and looked at Yi Bing with a suspicious gaze.
Yi Bing saw Huo Ling's gaze and he guiltily coughed. His tongue slipped. But, even so, he knows that Huo Ling is a sensible person. Thus, if he won't speak, then, Huo Ling won't force him. And he is right when he saw that Huo Ling retracted his gaze.
Huo Ling naturally knows that everyone has their secrets. Not to mention that he is just Yi Bing's subordinate. So, he doesn't have the right to force the other to answer his questions. "That Luck Borrowing Spell…" he spoke, resuming their topic earlier. "We can't have the caster of the spell to continue to harm the mortals." He told Yi Bing.
