He asked again, "Would it be appropriate for me to take Liu Bo with me?"
The Second Elder thought for a moment. "You and Liu Bo are Oath Siblings, so he can indeed be trusted. Liu Bo is also Old Medicine Jar's disciple's grandson. He probably won't compete with you for the fire seed. On the contrary, he may even lend you a hand."
The Second Elder looked at Mo Zigui. "Remember, you must find people you can trust! People who are of one heart with you—brothers who would brave mountains of blades and seas of fire to support you, who want you to become the Mo Family's heir."
"Liu Bo and Third Brother are both fine."
"Remember, first, they must be as close to you as flesh and blood. Second, they must have expectations for your future development. People are all like that."
Mo Zigui gave a miserable smile. "Sigh, maybe someday I'll have to live like you people too, spending every day calculating against others. What a pain."
Bai Menya sat with his eyes closed.
Another secret realm had opened, this one in Bingzhou.
Bai Menya did not even need to think to know that this matter was surely connected to Lu Chengwen.
He opened his eyes and continued arranging an unfinished game on the chessboard.
At that moment, an old man with a cane stepped over the threshold and stopped at the entrance.
"Patriarch."
"Elder, what is it?"
"White Emperor Fire has appeared in the world. Should we discuss a strategy?"
"I know."
The Elder said, "White Emperor Fire must never fall into someone else's hands. Patriarch, you should make a decision soon."
Bai Menya said, "You've worked hard, Elder. See yourself out."
The Elder remained standing at the doorway. "Why has the Patriarch repeatedly indulged