Mo Lin did not deny it, but after avoiding Qian Renxue's gaze, he nodded.
"I knew it. If it were only about feelings, how could someone with your brain possibly say something like that? Looks like I do know you pretty well." There was not the slightest trace of anger or displeasure on Qian Renxue's face.
"You're not angry? I could tell before that you weren't very happy about what I did." Mo Lin felt somewhat sorry toward Qian Renxue for trying to get her to voluntarily propose joining the plan through indirect hints. Calculating against one's own lover was still rather excessive.
"At first, I really was a little upset. You had just said that trust should be given, then turned around and hid your true purpose. It'd be impossible for me not to care at all." Qian Renxue straightened Mo Lin's head so she could look directly at this "little bastard." "But after giving myself some time to calm down, I managed to convince myself. Men, you know—I understand that you can't always bring yourselves to ask for help. Asking your woman to handle something is even harder. Besides, this time, your concealment didn't cause me any real harm. Just don't let it happen again."
"Then, are you willing to join my plan?" Mo Lin looked away and asked tentatively, his voice much quieter than usual.
"Why wouldn't I be?" Qian Renxue smiled, excitement and cruelty gleaming within it. "Destroying the Clear Sky Sect was something Spirit Hall had to do in order to dominate the continent anyway. Now, we can eliminate this enormous problem without spending a single soldier from Spirit Hall. As the future heir of Douluo Hall, of course I should lend a hand and give it a push. What do you need me to