Hearing this, Ye Chen's breathing quickened, and he nodded repeatedly. Lin Qingxuan then looked at Mo Ning without any expression, turned around, and walked in a particular direction. Ye Chen followed.
After a few steps, Lin Qingxuan paused as if recalling something. In a mild tone, he spoke, "Regardless of the uniqueness of your background, now that you've joined the Samsara Graveyard, you ought to assist the tomb's master. I must ask you candidly—can you commit to this task?"
It was evident that he was addressing Mo Ning.
"Should you decline, that's fine, but then I'll erase the last remnant of power in your body, and with it, your consciousness will fade. Whatever becomes of your physical body thereafter is of no consequence to us."
It was an unmistakable threat!
Mo Ning's eyes widened, acutely aware of the disparity between her capacities and Lin Qingxuan's.
If conflict arose, she could, at most, hope to drag him down with her.
