"Mo Lin." Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes into slits. Just now, in his anger, he had actually forgotten about that little brat Mo Lin.
Seeing that he had brought up the right person, Golden Crocodile continued:
"Big Brother, didn't you give that brat Mo Lin a gold token that allowed him to meet the young lady? Could it be that after finding her, he came up with some plan? You know the young lady prefers playing it safe. Under normal circumstances, she shouldn't have made such a big move, but it would be different if she ran into Mo Lin. He's the kind of person who dared to openly declare himself the inheritor of the Asura God in front of Bibi Dong, the inheritor of the Rakshasa God. He definitely likes taking risky shortcuts."
Qian Daoliu nodded. He felt that Golden Crocodile's words made sense. Three years ago, he had personally witnessed the incident Golden Crocodile had mentioned. Afterward, he thought it over and was startled to realize that Mo Lin seemed to have used him as a shield. At the time, if Bibi Dong had failed to control the Rakshasa God's divine power, Qian Daoliu had intended to step in and protect Mo Lin. Yet he and Mo Lin had barely interacted before then; neither knew the other, so neither should have been able to predict what the other would do. Even so, Mo Lin had still chosen to "expose" himself at that moment. That alone was enough to prove that he was someone who loved taking risks and walking dangerous paths.
As Qian Daoliu's expression gradually returned to normal, reverting to his usual demeanor, all the worships and elders present breathed sighs of relief. If Qian Daoliu had not been persuaded and truly lost his temper, no one