The Central Dao Court!
Mo Hua's gaze sharpened, and he asked, "Why would the Dao Court come to investigate? What are they investigating? How are they investigating it?"
Wang Chen looked bitter. "This... you think far too highly of me. How could I possibly know..."
Mo Hua thought it over and felt that was true.
For the Dao Court to thrust a foot in sideways at this point, they definitely had deeper intentions.
Wang Chen was just an ordinary Guishui Gate disciple; it was not very likely he would know.
"Then let me ask you this," Mo Hua said after pondering for a moment. "This fun, entertaining thing you mentioned—what exactly is it? Where is it? If you take us there, what benefit do you get?"
Wang Chen said helplessly, "I... I just found myself a little job, to earn some merit."
"The senior brothers said that if we pull disciples from the Eight Great Sects and Twelve Streams onto the boat, each head is worth two hundred merit points."
"The place we're going is just a pleasure boat. There's food, drink, and entertainment on board. It's not anything bad. Going for a round of fun might even let you make friends with fellow Daoists..."
Mo Hua sneered. "It's one thing to fool others. Don't fool yourself too."
Wang Chen fell silent.
But after mulling it over for a moment, his expression also turned cold. "You caught me... because you have some other scheme, don't you? You don't actually want to get on the boat."
Mo Hua was somewhat surprised.
This Wang Chen really was not stupid.
Mo Hua then said blandly, "I dare tell you. Do you dare listen?"
Wang Chen froze.
Mo Hua's voice sank. "If you don't know about this matter, that's all well and good. If