Golden Rhino Tower—guest room.
With a flash of watery light, Mo Hua's figure slowly reappeared in the room, as though he had never left at all.
Bai Zisheng glanced at Mo Hua and sighed inwardly. His little junior brother's Concealment Technique had become increasingly miraculous—coming without a shadow, leaving without a trace. He was really becoming like a ghost.
Bai Zisheng looked at Mo Hua, pondered for a moment, then asked, "That person... was Da Hu?"
Mo Hua nodded.
Bai Zisheng sighed softly. "How... did he become like this?"
Back in Immortal City, Bai Zisheng had fought Da Hu and the other two before. Their relationship had not been good, but they were not strangers either.
Later, they could be considered acquainted through fighting. With Mo Hua serving as a connection, Da Hu and the others gradually eased their relationship with Bai Zisheng.
They had even gone to temple fairs together and watched Monster Fighting Plays.
Bai Zisheng had never imagined that the honest, loyal youth of those days would become so fierce and so lowly now.
Mo Hua sighed. "When people grow up, there are many things they cannot help."
When they were young, all they needed was to cultivate and learn a skill to make a living. The rest of their time could be spent playing without a care in the world.
But the world was not really like that.
Children were carefree because their parents sheltered them from the wind and rain.
Once they grew a little older, the burden of survival fell upon them, and these children had to try facing the cruelty of the cultivation world alone.
Mo Hua still remembered how Da Hu and the other two had looked after their first Monster Hunting trip as youths, covered in wounds.
There had even been