Cao Dezhi reached out to stop Zang Xin, who was about to erupt. He looked at Su Mo with a stern expression and said in a low voice, "Su Mo, are you determined to take this to the bitter end?"
"To the point of an irreconcilable feud with the Tang Sect and Shrek!"
From Su Mo's sophistry just now, Cao Dezhi was already completely certain that Su Mo had never intended to return the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
So he could not be bothered to waste any more words and simply laid everything on the table.
Seeing Cao Dezhi come clean, Su Mo's face flickered with speechlessness. Then he looked at Cao Dezhi with the gaze one reserved for an idiot.
"Sect Master Cao, surely you don't think I can make the decision on something like this?"
"I'm merely a lowly Soul Ancestor. It isn't my place to interfere in major family affairs."
The moment Su Mo said that, everyone present wore an indescribable expression.
They had been so focused on negotiating with Su Mo for the return of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well that they had completely overlooked this point.
Su Mo's talent was beyond doubt, but it was only talent.
Talent that could not be fully realized was useless beyond inspiring the admiration of others.
Take Tang Wulin. His talent had already surpassed Yun Ming's.
Yet when it came to major matters involving the Tang Sect and Shrek, he still had little say.
Ultimately, it was because Tang Wulin's cultivation was still insufficient and could not command the respect of others.
Naturally, Su Mo's situation was much the same as Tang Wulin's.
Talent? He had it!
But when it came to major family affairs, he could not get a word in edgewise.
Moreover, judging