Xiao Mo gently folded Tushan Jing Ci's personal letter, shook his head, and muttered to himself.
"Go back... If only it were that easy."
Indeed, the crisis on the front lines had been resolved, and the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance no longer needed to station a large force in Quicksand City.
And Xiao Mo was, after all, one of Tushan Jing Ci's trusted confidants. It was only right and proper that he should return.
But how could the Grand Elder possibly let Xiao Mo return to Tushan alive?
Right now, the Grand Elder was paying lip service to Jing Ci, promising to let him return to Tushan after the Yuzhu Secret Realm closed.
And Tushan Hongxia also said that Xiao Mo should earn merits in the Secret Realm and then return in a blaze of glory.
The two of them were just putting on a show, having planned it all out long ago.
'The Yuzhu Secret Realm is a death trap set for me.'
Putting the envelope away, Xiao Mo picked up a brush and paper and began to write a reply to Tushan Jing Ci.
