As night fell, Li Qing and Shen Ningbing, who had originally planned to leave without saying goodbye, had no choice but to temporarily press down that idea.
Because people were still keeping a close watch outside their courtyard.
"Let's go. If Old Man Mo doesn't want to settle this peacefully, then we can only show him some color."
Li Qing's tone was icy. He had handed the choice over to Old Man Mo. If the old man truly intended to tear off all pretense, Li Qing did not mind revealing his Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation.
Shen Ningbing did not say a word, but her equally frosty expression fully revealed her attitude.
It was not that the two of them were unwilling to wait a little longer. They simply did not want to come into contact with the Ghost Sword Sect elder afterward, lest unforeseen complications arise.
Compared to that, Old Man Mo, a mere Qi Refining stage cultivator, was much easier to handle.
With that, Li Qing was the first to push open the courtyard gate and walk out with a calm expression.
Shen Ningbing followed closely beside him, extending her spiritual sense to investigate the surrounding area.
Sure enough, one of the spies assigned to watch them saw the two emerge and immediately dashed into the merchant guild with astonishing speed.
The two ignored these unusual movements and continued walking side by side toward the edge of the Water Moon Merchant Guild's grounds.
But then Old Man Mo immediately arrived with a group of trusted subordinates, his face dark as though water could drip from it.
Seeing this scene, Li Qing sighed softly in his heart.
So, in the end, he really intends to tear off all pretense.
"Fellow Daoists, may I ask whether my Water Moon Merchant Guild