"Enough, enough. Let's not talk about that..." Xian Xichun waved his hand dismissively. He looked at Xiao Mo and said with a smile, "You wouldn't be here without a reason. Go on, what brings you here today?"
"I do indeed have a favor to ask." Xiao Mo raised his cup to Xian Xichun. "Tomorrow, I will likely be entering seclusion. I don't know how long it will last. I was wondering if you, sir, know of any desolate and remote places with abundant Spiritual Power where I won't be discovered?"
"What's this? Is Cold Mountain Academy not safe enough? Are you afraid someone will try to assassinate you?" Xian Xichun teased.
In response to Xian Xichun's jest, Xiao Mo merely smiled faintly and said nothing.
Seeing Xiao Mo's silence, Xian Xichun understood his meaning. His brows furrowed. "Did someone actually try to harm you?"
