"The Young Master of the Kong Family, Kong Sheng… Could he still be alive?"
*Mo Hua felt a bit curious and quietly followed the fat cultivator outside, treading lightly behind him.*
*The fat cultivator was completely unaware, carrying a food box, grumbling and swearing under his breath the whole way.*
"I went through so much trouble getting into this Black Mountain Stronghold, and they've got me delivering meals here?!"
"Not letting me practice evil skills is one thing, but not a single real task, just sending me to deliver meals to these useless fools every day."
"Damn it, a bunch of unappreciative idiots…"
"If it were outside, my name would carry weight!"
*Mo Hua understood; this fat cultivator was resentful about being 'unrecognized talent.'*