Su Mo's expression turned slightly cold as his gaze fell upon Yin God and Pu Yang.
"Su Mo, after so many years apart, you have already risen to the peak of Tianhuang. Congratulations!"
With a faint smile on his face, Yin God clasped his hands toward Su Mo, looking as though he were Su Mo's old friend.
Pu Yang said nothing, following beside Yin God with an expressionless face.
"Yin God Clan Leader, that does not seem to be your true feeling, does it?" Su Mo said blandly. He did not believe that the other party was sincerely congratulating him.
Back then, when he had wanted to bring Yun Youyou back and even offered Leng Xie in exchange, he had failed.
Hearing this, Yin God sighed softly. He knew that Su Mo still bore a grudge over what had happened to Yun Youyou.
Then, Yin God shook his head and said solemnly, "What happened back then was indeed handled improperly by me. I offer you my apologies. From now on, how about the Taiyin Tribe and you keep to our own waters and never offend each other?"
Su Mo fell into thought. The Taiyin Tribe was not weak, and he did not wish to completely fall out with them.
However, his bottom line could not be touched. No one was allowed to cross it.
Turning to Pu Yang, Su Mo's gaze sharpened like blades as he asked in a deep voice, "Elder Pu Yang, why did you take Yun Youyou as your disciple?"
At Su Mo's words, Pu Yang was slightly stunned, and then a troubled look appeared on his face.
"Su Mo, Yun Youyou possesses good talent. Naturally, I wanted to nurture her!" Pu Yang said quietly.
"And after nurturing her?" Su Mo pressed forward relentlessly.
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