"Mo Feng Zi? Oh, he's the town steward of Yuhua Town, right? Of course, I know him. We've met before."
Mo Lao San pondered a moment and said, "But that guy has been missing for a long time. The Demon Shadow Sect suspects he might be in trouble, so they've already cut off all contact with him."
"That's good."
Ling Xiao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. If Steward Mo Feng Zi was merely an insignificant town steward within the Demon Shadow Sect, then the Demon Shadow Sect might not necessarily seek vengeance for him.
Immediately, he became tense again.
The Demon Shadow Sect has such a vast influence; it's possible there might be people from the Demon Shadow Sect inside the Eight Immortals Mountain.
In the future, I must act with even greater caution.
Just as he was pondering these thoughts, Mo Lao San suddenly darted towards the waterfall.
Ling Xiao knew what he intended to do, but did not intervene.
