The Patriarch of the Qian Family suddenly realized but couldn't quite believe it:
"How could it be you? You're just a little…"
Mo Hua stubbornly denied, "It wasn't me."
But his denial was futile.
The Patriarch of the Qian Family looked at Mo Hua, his gaze already very certain, yet he did not seem angry.
Besides feeling nervous, Mo Hua was also somewhat puzzled.
He had fooled Black Mountain Stronghold and even duped the Patriarch of the Qian Family, yet there wasn't a trace of hatred in the patriarch's eyes. Was his temper really this good?
"Are you wondering why I'm not angry?" the Patriarch of the Qian Family asked.
Mo Hua nodded.
The gaze of the Patriarch of the Qian Family deepened, "If you were an ordinary cultivator, whether a Monster Hunter, a Tribunal Cultivator, or a clan cultivator, having destroyed my hundred years of effort, I would have you torn to pieces."