Looking at the three powerhouses before him, Mo Jian felt a flicker of anger tighten in his chest.
He had been enjoying a pleasant conversation with the Frost Moon Sect Master when they arrived.
With a forced, courteous smile, Mo Jian sat on his couch and spoke. "Seniors, this junior did not expect your visit."
Broken Blade met his gaze for a moment, sensing that something was off, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
Not only him, but the other two seniors also felt the same unease.
The three seniors exchanged subtle glances but chose not to dwell on it.
The Qui clan's first ancestor cleared his throat. "Kid, your plan is no longer working."
"After we deal with a few beasts inhabiting the Northern Barren Land, we've sensed many powerful presences deep within that barren region."
Listening to this, Mo Jian was not surprised. Since the Never-Ending Forest could harbor terrifying beasts at its core, what was stopping the other regions from housing them as well?
