"At present, our apparent strength still places us at the bottom of the Upper Three Sects. It would be stranger if those two families agreed. Let's leave it at that for now." Mo Lin was a reasonable person. Moreover, judging from Yu Tianheng's expression and the cold sweat trickling down his face, he had not deliberately used this reason to test Mo Lin. There was no need for Mo Lin to keep pressing him and force Yu Tianheng to accomplish a task that was currently impossible.
Yu Tianheng also breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Mo Lin's answer. He had truly feared that Mo Lin would move against his friends and the families behind them because the Black Turtle Sect and the Nine-Heart Begonia Clan had not pledged allegiance in advance. It seemed he had worried too much.
Mo Lin glanced briefly at Dugu Yan. She was Dugu Bo's granddaughter and had now essentially become the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's daughter-in-law. Mo Lin's relationship with Dugu Bo was rather delicate, which had always given him a headache over how he would explain this matter to that old man in the future.
However, Mo Lin had only given her a few casual glances, while Dugu Yan's heart was already in turmoil. Although Mo Lin's third Martial Soul, the Winged Dragon Martial Soul, was dormant, he could still easily exert an immensely powerful sense of oppression on Beast Martial Soul masters. Coupled with the fact that he was her elder, Dugu Yan's already tense heart became even more flustered.
Mo Lin paid no attention to Dugu Yan's condition. That was Yu Tianheng's concern. He snapped his fingers, and the "coachman" raised his whip and lashed the horses. The carriage swiftly sped toward the outskirts of the city.
Half an hour