Cui Ming swung her fist and delivered several fierce punches to Mo Lin.
Though they weren't lethal injuries, they certainly hurt.
Mo Lin didn't retaliate, not even uttering a word, hanging his head low.
Perhaps sensing Mo Lin's negative emotions, Cui Ming slowly lowered her raised right arm.
"Don't act dead in front of me." Cui Ming scolded.
Mo Lin immediately reined in his emotions.
But when she saw Cui Ming's eyes, she felt Cui Ming might truly hate him.
"This person is Mo Lin; he's not an Evil Cultivator, he's a good man." Cui Ming explained to everyone.
This statement instantly labeled Mo Lin as a good person.
Hua Huan stood frozen, unable to express her emotions in words.
"Was it you who caused my sister's Immortal Technique to be ruined?" Cui Ming questioned Mo Lin.
"Yes." In a way, Cui Xinyun's ruined Immortal Technique was indeed strongly connected to Mo Lin.
"Did my sister's serious injuries also happen because of you?" Cui Ming asked again.
