The other party seemed to be coming directly for Mo Lin.
Blocking the way right in front.
Mo Lin knew nothing about the elder standing before him.
The old woman bent over, revealing a sinister smile.
This smile inevitably made one's heart shiver a little.
"Report your identity?"
"I'm looking for you to retrieve something."
"What thing?"
"The Yellow Springs Book," the old woman said slowly.
Upon hearing the three words "Yellow Springs Book," Mo Lin instantly became alert.
Mo Lin had never mentioned anything about the Yellow Springs Book to anyone.
The other party, however, knew about the Yellow Springs Book at this moment.
"Who sent you?" Mo Lin cautiously questioned the old woman.
The old woman did not answer this question; she again told Mo Lin, "Hand over the Yellow Springs Book."
"Dream on."
A treasure like the Yellow Springs Book, Mo Lin would never hand it over.
Mo Lin's attitude was expected by the old woman.
