Chapter 91: Harsh Words

Many things happened behind the scenes, but Mo Hua was unaware of them. He thought he had hidden everything very well from his parents.

It wasn't until several days later, when the Mo Shan couple prepared some gifts and asked Mo Hua to accompany them to Master Chen's, that he realized he hadn't hidden anything at all.

"Rain leaves traces, geese leave sounds. Uncle Zhang was right, as long as things happen, there will always be clues and traces. You may not know, but someone else will always know," Mo Hua sighed quietly.

Mo Shan didn't blame Mo Hua. He felt that a man should be responsible and be able to keep things to himself, not necessarily telling everything.

Although Mo Hua was young, he was able to resolve danger on his own and remain calm afterward. He could be considered courageous and responsible. Thinking of this, Mo Shan felt a little relieved.

Liu Ru Hua was both worried and heartbroken, and a little resentful, but she didn't say anything to blame him. She just squeezed Mo Hua's little face hard, as if venting her frustration.

The Mo Shan family of three delivered the gifts to the refining workshop.

Among the gifts were several large pieces of wild ox meat. These were from two wild ox demons that Mo Shan had just killed. He selected the thigh meat, and Liu Ru Hua spent several days stewing and pickling it.

Wild ox demon meat wasn't expensive, but the pickling effort and the spirit stones used to stew it in the furnace were. If they were to buy it with spirit stones, it wouldn't be cheap. Besides, Master Chen was fundamentally unwilling to spend spirit stones to buy it, as he had many other uses for spirit stones.

With so much wild ox meat, even the big lads at the refining workshop could eat a lot, and it would still be enough for them to eat for over a month.

Da Zhu and the others were stunned. They had never seen so much meat in their lives. Their mouths watered uncontrollably, and they couldn't wipe it all away.

Master Chen received a large jar of wine and laughed so hard his mouth didn't close.

He usually liked to drink a few mouthfuls, but he was reluctant to. He would drink one cup at a time, wanting to drink more but also feeling pain over the spirit stones. Now, with this jar of wine, if he drank sparingly, it could last him a very long time.

After that, two months passed peacefully. Zhang Lan only found Mo Hua again and said, "Qian Xing's injury is healed."

"Healed?"

"The Dan Masters in Tongxian City were unwilling to treat Qian Xing's injury. The Qian family spent quite a few spirit stones to invite several first-grade Dan Masters from outside. It took two months of effort to heal him. I heard that just the dan medicines required refining dozens of furnaces, consuming countless spiritual objects and herbs," Zhang Lan said, clicking his tongue.

"So many spirit stones..." Mo Hua felt a great pity. Using so many spirit stones to save Qian Xing was truly a bit wasteful.

"Be a little careful," Zhang Lan reminded him.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and said, "Qian Xing might not know that I injured him. Will he still trouble me?"

"You refused his request, which made him angry and ashamed. In the end, he was blown into that ghostly state, lay in bed for two months, and spent so many spirit stones to heal. Most importantly, he lost a lot of face. No matter who injured him, you were the instigator. He will ultimately remember it on your head," Zhang Lan explained to Mo Hua.

"He bullied me first. To be honest, he is the instigator. Perhaps he doesn't think about his own problems?" Mo Hua said, displeased.

"Direct descendants of a family, spoiled from a young age, their temperament is inevitably extreme. He will not feel that he is wrong; others are. I've seen many people like this..."

Zhang Lan played with the wine cup in his hand. "Furthermore, if he wants your life and you don't give it, he will think you are against him and get angry."

Mo Hua's eyes widened. "Are there really people like that?"

"You will encounter them sooner or later," Zhang Lan said. "In this world, not everyone treats people as people."

Zhang Lan drank the wine in one gulp, then stood up and said, "I'm leaving. You don't need to worry too much about this matter. So many pairs of eyes are watching, the Qian family won't dare to make a move. But Qian Xing, this person, besides being a dandy, is also a bit sinister. You should pay attention yourself, just in case."

So many pairs of eyes watching... What did that mean? Who was watching?

Mo Hua wanted to ask, but Zhang Lan had already left.

Mo Hua frowned slightly, touched the stack of array formations in his storage bag, and the spirit liquid and spirit stones he had prepared according to Zhang Lan's instructions to eliminate and confuse traces. He silently thought: Qian Xing, you'd better not come, otherwise your parents might never see you again.

After that, Mo Hua went to Mister Zhuang's place to learn array formations, helped people repair array patterns, or went to the market to buy things. On the road back and forth, he could always feel the gazes of some cultivators.

They thought Mo Hua hadn't detected them, but Mo Hua had drawn array formations for so long that his divine sense was much thicker than that of cultivators of the same realm. He could clearly distinguish these unconcealed peeping gazes.

Some people's peeping was malicious, like a poisonous snake hiding in the grass, their eyes sinister. Some were probably just following orders, staring at Mo Hua to keep track of his whereabouts.

And some were relatively cold and hidden. Mo Hua could only vaguely detect them, not very clearly.

This meant that the divine sense of these cultivators was possibly even stronger than Mo Hua's, and their realm was much higher than Mo Hua's. They were probably Qi Refining late stage cultivators.

Besides that, some gazes were benevolent and didn't avoid him. When Mo Hua detected them and looked over, they would still greet Mo Hua. They were all familiar faces, either uncles and aunts from the neighborhood, diners in the eateries, or hunting demon masters from the hunting demon teams.

Some were not familiar but had been seen once or twice. There were also those he hadn't seen, and Mo Hua didn't recognize them, but they seemed to recognize Mo Hua. When they saw Mo Hua look at them, they would still smile in acknowledgement.

Zhang Lan said "so many pairs of eyes watching", originally this was the meaning...

Mo Hua felt both vigilant and warm in his heart.

The cultivators who were staring at Mo Hua didn't make a move for a long time. Just when Mo Hua suspected they had given up, Qian Xing actually found Mo Hua himself.

Mo Hua came out of Mister Zhuang's place and was preparing to go home. Just as he walked to the foot of the mountain, he encountered Qian Xing.

He hadn't seen him for several months, and Qian Xing looked very poor – of course, anyone who had been close-up to a ground fire array explosion couldn't have a good complexion.

Some parts of his body were still wrapped in bandages, his face was disfigured, and he wasn't even shaking that gold-speckled broken fan. He had an expression that looked like he wanted to eat Mo Hua alive.

"Don't think that just because someone is protecting you, you can rest easy. This young master has suffered humiliation, and I want you to repay it a hundredfold. At that time, even a quick death will be impossible for you!"

"Then you should take care of yourself, don't die first." Mo Hua looked at his miserable state and couldn't help but say.

Qian Xing's expression started to twist again.

Mo Hua sighed inwardly. He was someone who had experienced life and death, yet his mentality was still so poor. Just saying one sentence could make him so angry.

Although Qian Xing was annoyed, he didn't dare to make a move. Although this was the foot of the mountain, there were still cultivators passing by, mostly hunting demon masters.

As they spoke, several hunting demon masters nearby had already looked over, their gazes sharply fixed on Qian Xing.

Qian Xing also knew propriety. He said in a low, sinister voice, "You wait for me." Then he took several Qian family disciples and left.

Mo Hua shook his head. Looking at his appearance, he wouldn't give up until he died.

Wasn't it good to be a dandy? Just eat, drink, and play every day was fine. There was no need to run around for a livelihood, and no need to worry about spirit stones. Indeed, people who lived too easily would think about courting death.

Mo Hua bowed to the nearby hunting demon masters in greeting, thanked them, and after receiving friendly responses, went home.

At this time, on the mountain road behind them, Bai Zi Xi, who was about to leave, looked at Mo Hua's back and her brows furrowed slightly. After a moment, her white teeth slightly parted, and she softly said, "Aunt Xue, check what happened."

Aunt Xue, who was standing behind Bai Zi Xi, nodded.

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