Although Bai Shao Hong was the young patriarch of the Cold Immortal Sect and technically still a disciple, his influence was immense. Even one of his maids dared to show disrespect to an elder—he was far beyond Mo Gao He's reach.
Mo Gao He had never expected Miss Yu Chen to contact him one day. He was so excited he could hardly speak.
"Miss Yu... Miss Yu Chen, please give me your orders. I, Mo Gao He, will risk my life to carry them out!" Mo Gao He said excitedly, gazing ardently at the young woman. She was Young Patriarch Bai Shao Hong's maid, and the dream girl of many in the Cold Immortal Sect.
Yu Chen smiled faintly. Her attitude toward him was entirely different from the way she had treated Elder Qing Xing. Her smile was captivating. "Senior Brother Mo, I've heard a lot about you."
Mo Gao He's breathing quickened. Yu Chen's face was pure yet beautiful, and that blend of contradictions had captivated a generation of the Cold Immortal Sect. "It's an honor that Miss Yu Chen would contact me."
Yu Chen smiled faintly. "Would Senior Brother Mo be willing to help me with something?"
"Just give me your orders, Miss Yu Chen!" Mo Gao He said loudly, making his position clear.
Yu Chen's lips curved upward. "Lin Jiangyi, who recently joined the Yin Mountain Area, was originally called Long Qi..."
The desolate, gloomy land showed no sign of human life. Strange creatures occasionally burst out of the ground, only to burrow back beneath it.
Flocks of black mutant birds passed overhead, their cries chilling to the bone.
This was a wasteland in the Yin Mountain Area. The area was vast, and this place was merely a corner of it.
The once-peaceful wasteland had grown