Hua Qianqian

Hundred Flowers Valley strictly prohibited all male cultivators from entering.

Even the Diansi of the Dao Court Office were not allowed in, much less a junior disciple of Void Gate like himself.

"Can't get in, can't get in..."

Mo Hua repeatedly shook his head and gave up on the idea.

Fortunately, two days later, news finally came from Gu Changhuai.

"We questioned him..." Gu Changhuai said.

Mo Hua said, "River-Crossing Dragon isn't dead, right?"

Gu Changhuai was somewhat speechless. "Why do you always want him dead..."

"It's not that," Mo Hua said. "I just feel like he looks as though he might die the moment he isn't careful, so I asked."

The lackeys of those Evil Gods tended to drop dead without warning at the slightest disagreement.

Mo Hua had plenty of experience with that.

"Don't worry..." Gu Changhuai said.

"Did you get anything out of him?" Mo Hua asked.

"Yes." Gu Changhuai sent back, "We did, but it differs from what you told me."

"What difference?"

"The young master who died wasn't surnamed Ye. His surname was Lin."

"Lin?" Mo Hua froze.

"Yes."

How could his surname be Lin?

Mo Hua frowned.

He had learned Heavenly Calculation, and he had clearly felt a powerful premonition that Young Master Ye was the man who had died on the Yanshui River, his throat slit by River-Crossing Dragon.

Yet River-Crossing Dragon claimed that the man he had killed was surnamed "Lin," not Ye...

Had River-Crossing Dragon lied?

Mo Hua shook his head.

At this point, given River-Crossing Dragon's crimes, he would either go to the execution block or spend the rest of his life in Dao Prison. There was no need for him to lie over such a trivial matter.

"Lin... Ye..."

A thought struck Mo Hua. "Could it be that Young