"Who... is the Old Ancestor of the Bai Family?" Mo Hua asked.
Bai Xiaosheng said, "I'm not telling you."
Mo Hua's expression froze.
Seeing his face, Bai Xiaosheng immediately grew smug and said with a smile:
"My family's Old Ancestor has nothing to do with you. You're not one of us, and even if I told you, you wouldn't know who it was..."
Mo Hua glanced at Bai Xiaosheng. A thought struck him, and he said, "Could it be... you don't know who this Old Ancestor is either? You can't say, so you won't tell me?"
Bai Xiaosheng's eyelid twitched. This brat's turned into a damned spirit. He's like a fortune-teller. It's a little frightening...
Mo Hua watched Bai Xiaosheng's face and knew he was right. Then another question occurred to him.
"But if he's your family's Old Ancestor, and he even spoke to you and taught you these truths of the Great Dao, why don't you know who he is?"
"That's what you don't understand..." Bai Xiaosheng said.
Mo Hua waited for him to go on, but Bai Xiaosheng abruptly stopped. "Go on," Mo Hua said.
"You wouldn't understand even if I told you. Why should I bother?"
"How do you know I won't understand if you don't tell me?"
Bai Xiaosheng merely shook his head. He had no wish to discuss the Bai Family with Mo Hua any further.
He did not take "mere" Mo Hua seriously, but he had to stay on guard whenever they talked.
For some reason, his instincts always left him feeling unsafe.
Mo Hua, meanwhile, could not help feeling shaken by what he had heard of the Old Ancestor of the Bai Family and the All Beings Dao.
When his master had taught him Array Techniques years ago, he had said:
"An Array