With a flash, Dean Mo picked up the leather and examined it, his expression turning extremely ugly.
Even the veins on his hands bulged, and the Venerable One's aura made the city guards feel uncomfortable.
Noticing this, Dean Mo quickly withdrew his oppressive aura, making everyone feel a little better.
Although Cao Guangxing was inside the shield, he could still sense a trace of the Venerable One's aura.
"I apologize, Lord Cao."
Dean Mo let out a long sigh, his face grim: "So where has he gone now?"
Cao Guangxing shook his head: "I don't know, they've probably already left."
"Is that so..."
Dean Mo paused for a moment, then cautiously inquired, "Do you know the identity of the sect leader?"
"I understand," Cao Guangxing said calmly, without intending to continue answering Dean Mo's question.
"I see."
Dean Mo nodded, looked at the layer of golden light, and asked, "Does City Lord Cao need my help?"
Cao Guangxing pondered for a moment. Dean Mo was trustworthy, but could this be the cult leader in disguise?
Or did they also become believers?
It's unlikely.
Based on Luo Hongxia's experience, although the cult leader can control the followers, he still cannot directly change their will.
Details like eye contact can easily give off an eerie feeling.
If Dean Mo were to become a believer, he would never be willing to accept it, and would rather die than submit.
As for whether he was the leader, Cao Guangxing could sense the aura of a venerable being on him, and the distinctive sword intent within him was something that could not be imitated.
"I really need your help."
Cao Guangxing grasped the jade pendant and calmly said, "My guard has been injured. You will be responsible for protecting my safety from now on."
Dean Mo nodded: "Okay."
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