A quarter of an hour later, Wen Mo finally relaxed. He had some understanding of the preciousness of the Elemental Spiritual Beast, and if that person had really acted to snatch it, he might not have been able to keep it.
After tidying up his somewhat disheveled outfit, Wen Mo's face lit up with a gentle smile. Just as he was about to move forward, a clear, cold voice sounded, shattering his good mood.
"Senior Brother, where have you been?"
Wen Mo's face froze, quickly regaining composure, and turned his head, saying, "Ah, it's Junior Sister Ning. I've spent too much time cultivating, so I went out for a breath of fresh air."
With a cold, ancient gaze, Ning Shuang glanced at Wen Mo, then spoke with implied meaning, "Elder Lan is from the Lan Family and also your master. You must not disappoint Elder Lan!"
"Naturally, my master has treated me with such care. I certainly won't let him down in this assessment," Wen Mo replied with a smile.
"Let's hope so."
