Bai Qingcheng was startled at first upon hearing this, then her brows knitted. "You aren't staying in Houtu City? Where are you going?"
Mo Hua said, "I'm going to the Great Spirit Field Realm..."
Bai Qingcheng's brows knitted tighter. "The Great Spirit Field Realm is a barren and impoverished place. What are you going there for?"
Mo Hua only replied vaguely, "I... have some matters to attend to..."
Bai Qingcheng looked at Mo Hua, her gaze growing slightly cold, and spoke in a resolute tone:
"No! A destitute, remote place like that has nothing besides spirit fields and spirit cultivators. Cultivation resources are scarce, heavenly treasures are lacking, and there aren't even many spirit stones... What kind of future could you possibly have going there?"
"Be a good boy and stay in Houtu City. I will find you a good match among the Great Clans. Your future Dao Path will then be smooth sailing. Whether it's cultivation or learning array techniques, you won't have to worry about a thing..."
Yet Mo Hua shook his head. "Junior Martial Aunt, the Great Clans and I are not cut from the same cloth."
Bai Qingcheng calmly replied, "Zi Xi and I are also people of the Great Clans."
Mo Hua fell somewhat silent.
Watching Mo Hua's slightly "stubborn" expression, Bai Qingcheng felt anger rise in her heart.
Yet after all, he was Senior Martial Brother's most cherished little disciple during his lifetime, her own martial nephew...
Bai Qingcheng's tone softened a fraction, and she spoke gently:
"I know that people of the Great Clans, accustomed to high positions, are mostly somewhat arrogant. You've been wronged these past days, and your heart feels unsettled."
"Yet who in this life can avoid being wronged?"
"If one can attain benefits, what harm is there in suffering