"Sister Yuerong, Young Master Wang makes sense. I also felt that Senior Brother Mo's gaze was peculiar earlier, as if he harbors a secret that mustn't be disclosed..."
Xia Yuerong gravely nodded and said, "Even so, we must still go. The Demon Race endangers humanity, committing heinous sins. It's our indefeasible duty as cultivators to eliminate the Demon Race..."
"Sister Yuerong, are you... are you not afraid of dying..." Xia Xueyan said anxiously.
"What if it isn't as we suspect? What if, when Senior Brother Mo returns to the sect, he reports us? Then we would be in a terrible situation..." Xia Yuerong's cold gaze fixed on Wang Xiaoqiang, "Moreover, can Young Master Wang be certain that our Senior Brother Mo really is one of the Demon Species..."
