Xiao Qiang resented Mozi in his heart, "Dead he may be, why must he bring this kind of trouble upon me?" He was not the old master himself, but in a flash, he understood Old Master Mo's intentions.
Being coveted for the Dragon Vein map, even with the mythical powers of multiple arms and heads, he couldn't fend off the prying eyes of these people. Old Master Mo had tied the Zhu Family to his chariot of war.
Although Zhu Ziling was not as mischievous as Miao Ke'er or as imposing as Tang Youyou, and she lacked the feminine charm of Sister Hong, she was still a beauty in the making. Within at most three to five years, she would certainly become a stunning beauty.
Unfortunately for her, Xiao Qiang was a cultivator. His heart was only set on the supreme Dao, and he had no interest in such unrelated beauties, not even enough to spare them a glance.
Unfortunately, he misunderstood Old Master Mo.
