"If Xiayu is cut off from the world, like you said, why are you all so young yet so powerful?"
Shu Xiaohua was still caught up in their conversation. When she heard Mo Xie's question, the answer slipped right out.
"That's what makes Xiayu so amazing! We have our old—"
Shu Xiaohua was about to explain when Ruan Feiyan walked over with a cold expression and shot her a fierce glare.
Shu Xiaohua finally came to her senses. Realizing she had nearly revealed one of Xiayu's greatest secrets, she hurriedly covered her little mouth and stared at Mo Xie with her large, bright eyes.
Mo Xie had teased them enough. Seeing the women grow wary, he smiled faintly.
"A secret you can't tell me? I understand."
"Mr. Wu Xie, I don't think that question has anything to do with Mingwu Ancient City. If you truly want to learn about Xiayu, you can visit it yourself someday. I hope you won't bring this up again on the rest of our journey."
Ruan Feiyan was tall. In her High-Heeled Sandals, she stood almost eye to eye with Mo Xie, who was six foot two. A figure that stunning at her height was rare indeed.
As far as she was concerned, if Mo Xie wanted to learn about Xiayu's sacred cultivation grounds, he would first have to become hers. Otherwise, he could hardly be counted among Xiayu's own.
Of course, she would have to keep him well hidden afterward. If her sisters found him, they might steal the man she had finally found for herself.
"Don't worry, I was only asking. I'm not interested in your cultivation secrets. You look older than me, but we're at about the same level. I doubt Xiayu's secrets are all that impressive."
The women of Xiayu bristled