Mu Ling widened her eyes in disbelief. "I know the whereabouts of the divine physician! Mo Yuan, you've been searching for the divine physician for so long, but you're willing to give up this clue for Black Tide?"
No one dared to make a sound. Their eyes wandered between the three of them.
Gu Zheng was stunned for a moment. He raised his deep eyes and sneered. "Miss Mu, when did I say that I'm rejecting you because of Black Tide?"
Everyone gasped.
Gu Zheng's expression was indifferent, and his voice was like a sharp sword as he said, "I just feel that accepting a person like you as my disciple would dirty my reputation. Besides, no one can threaten me."
Mu Ling's tears rolled down her cheeks as she took a few steps back weakly. "You would rather give up the clues about the divine physician than take me as your disciple?"
