"So you have already guessed the meaning behind my words."
Senior Cutie glanced at Zhao Luo as they made their way towards the exit of the entry mountain.
"Then the Mo and Feng families are corrupted."
Zhao Luo mumbled with an unusual look on his face.
Zhao Luo's brows were furrowed and looked like they had joined.
"But the elder and Feng Ma aren't like that."
Zhao Luo said to Senior Cutie.
"That may be the case but in the end, the person from those families who have been appointed to see over the city only care about their wealth. Not the people of the cities they are ruling over."
Senior Cutie explained to Zhao Luo with a hard look.
'How does he know that?'
Zhao Luo realized the hardened look on his Senior's face and tried to find the reason behind this expression.
"Senior Cutie, which city are you from?"
