Mo Chuan sized up the Little Flying Boat, slightly surprised, "A new product from Rongsheng Trading Company, driven by Spirit Stones. You've got connections, I couldn't even buy one when I wanted..."
"Uncle Mo, do you have too much free time?"
Xie Jiuniang really couldn't help but to ask.
Mo Chuan was startled upon hearing this.
Too much free time?
No.
But could it be that he, who was never idle, was always paying attention to a child?
Perhaps it was because the child was special, within a year of joining the Sect, he managed to do many things he wished to do but couldn't.
Mo Chuan laughed heartily and advised, "I see you want to temper yourself alone. It's very dangerous to travel solo in the Secret Realm. The danger comes not just from the environment but also from people."
"Thank you for the advice, Uncle Mo," Xie Jiuniang said with gratitude on her face, but she felt that the most dangerous thing in the entire Secret Realm was this man.
"Woosh woosh—"