This made Mo Lin a bit embarrassed.
This is so awkward!
"Mo... please sit here." Gan Jianhua eagerly offered Mo Lin a seat. Was this the same person as before?
Mo Lin's performance at the Cloud Street Temple completely impressed and won over Gan Jianhua.
He respected Mo Lin from the bottom of his heart. If it weren't for Mo Lin's intervention, he would have surely ended up dead like Fang Chang at the Cloud Street Temple.
Recalling the scene of Fang Chang being cooked, Gan Jianhua's heart was filled with lingering fear.
At this moment, this group of newcomers seemed to mildly regard Mo Lin as their leader.
They were particularly respectful towards Mo Lin.
"What are you all doing here?" Mo Lin asked curiously.
"We're discussing the trip to True Martial Valley." Gan Jianhua spoke in a quiet voice.
Mo Lin staggered abruptly, stepping back half a step.
It came true.
The temple master's words came true.
