"Aunt Wan, there's one more thing..."
Wenren Wan said, "Just speak your mind!"
Mo Hua whispered, "Is it possible not to tell anyone else about me saving Yu Er?"
Wenren Wan was startled, but then she understood.
To calculate against the Shangguan Family and the legitimate descendants of the Wenren Family, as well as to obscure the heavenly secrets so that the two great Noble Clans could not divine cause and effect,
the power behind this act must be immensely formidable.
Their scheming must also be profound.
Mo Hua was just lucky, saving Yu Er by chance.
But if those people knew that it was Mo Hua, this child, who spoiled their plans, then this good fortune would turn into calamity.
Mo Hua was still only a child, moreover, a Loose Cultivator with weak cultivation, powerless and without influence, lacking any background; he would probably...
have nowhere to lay his corpse upon his death!
Wenren Wan's heart trembled, feeling a sourness within.
