Upon hearing this, Mo Gan suddenly raised his head, about to dissuade him, but Mo Ziqiao sneered, looking down at Mo Gan with disdain, and said, "You're afraid of that greenhorn? I'm not. You're an elder of the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan, after all. I'm ashamed of you. Don't tell anyone I know you when you leave here."
After saying that, he strode out.
That silhouette was so majestic and spirited.
Mo Gan wanted to say something more, but Mo Zhong stopped him, shook his head, and said, "Don't try to persuade a damned fool. Let him go."
"You believe me?" Mo Gan was taken aback.
Mo Zhong nudged Mo Gan with his elbow and said, "I'm sure I'm not the only one who believes this. You think that with such a commotion outside and no reaction from the elders in the main hall, who is behind it?"
Mo Gan understood instantly.
An eager gaze fell upon Mo Yuntian, who was in a high position.
At this moment, the laughter mocking Mo Gan for being frightened by a mere boy still echoed throughout the main hall.
However, after someone caught a glimpse of Mo Yuntian's serious expression, they immediately stopped smiling, and soon the hall returned to calm.
"Chieftain..."
Just as someone stepped forward and was about to speak, Mo Yuntian waved his hand wearily and said, "Bring Ye Mujiu and Wang Qing'er up."
"Yes, ma'am."
The palace guards bowed deeply.
This move surprised everyone, leaving them puzzled and confused.
However, seeing Mo Yuntian's expression, no one dared to speak.
Gradually, a bold idea emerged in my mind.
Could it be that what Mo Gan said was true?
The moment this thought crossed everyone's minds, they were all startled. When they looked at Elder Mo Zhong again, the latter's expression was much more solemn and serious than before.
They increasingly felt that things were not so simple.
They simply couldn't believe that a mere youth who had just come of age could be more powerful than these old monsters who had cultivated for decades and consumed countless rare and precious materials.
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