Mo Wu Shanɡ's expression was far from pleasant, for he had earlier mocked the Ling Xiao Association for their crushing defeat to Jian Wuji, yet now the situation had completely reversed.
Facing Ling Xiao, his Mo Yan had already erred more than once. This was essentially like slapping his own face.
"Bai Qianjiao, your discernment truly prevails, being able to see through Ling Xiao's strength!"
Mo Wu Shanɡ turned to Bai Qianjiao from Group One and said.
Bai Qianjiao shook her head, "See through him? That's impossible. This man is too terrifying. His depth and modesty even make me feel afraid. Aside from the Holy Son, I haven't felt this fear from anyone else."
"Isn't that a bit exaggerated?"
Mo Wu Shanɡ said, displeased.
Bai Qianjiao ignored Mo Wu Shanɡ's words, as her entire focus now rested on Ling Xiao.
Although she had heard of this man before, she had never paid attention to him and didn't know what kind of person he truly was.