Mo Aotian wondered if Master Ling was born in the year of the rat. How could he hide so well? Did he dig a hole for himself to hide?
Why couldn't he find him? He had already sent so many people to look for him!
"Whether they come to steal or snatch, there must be something he wants in Jun Lin Hall. Gu Chi, what do you think it is?" he asked Gu Chi.
"You're asking me?" Gu Chi turned around and asked, rather dumbfounded.
If he had known, he would not have tolerated Master Ling's antics. He would have slashed him to pieces long ago.
"That's right. What's the use of asking you? I asked for nothing."
Mo Aotian flicked his sleeve and shook his head. Wasn't he torturing himself by chatting with Gu Chi, who could barely hold a conversation for half a day?
He wondered when the Hall Master and Mistress would return…
Just then, a subordinate reported that Qian Jiyun and the others had returned. Mo Aotian's eyes lit up.
