"I'm afraid Noble Consort Lin won't be willing to take things lying down then," the youth in black quietly stated.
Mo Lian lightly snorted. "Then have her collect the 100 mid-grade magnetite on her own and redeem him from the Heavenly Dao Sect. It's none of our concern."
"Yes, my lord."
Mo Lian looked back at Qiao Mu's house, a light shifting in his eyes.
"My lord, about that little mystic cultivator girl, should we have a long discussion with her and see if we can recruit her into the Dragon Saliva Guard?" The youth in black continued. "She is a rare potential. We can't let the Heavenly Dao Sect benefit."
Mo Lian shot him a look and said with a mocking smile, "That icy little girl is not as easy to deceive and approach as you imagine. From what I see, this little guy is very young, but her heart is cast from a millennium-old cold rock."
