"Bro, why has the Black Vatican shown up in the Ancient Capital? What's going on? Are you hiding something from us?"
Mo Fan took a deep breath and looked at Mo Xie, who had fallen into thought. His voice was grave.
Mo Xie was silent for a moment. He glanced at Zhang Xiaohou, who was still acting like a fool, but the pain and fury in Xiaohou's eyes gave him away. Mo Xie could see them clearly.
At last, he sighed and spoke slowly.
"Yes. From what I've heard, the Black Vatican is very likely planning to strike the Ancient Capital. As for why Xiaohou ended up like this, I suspect he ran into them by chance. We should be grateful he made it out alive."
Mo Xie then turned to Su Xiaoluo, who stood nearby looking confused, and thanked her sincerely.
"Thank you. If you hadn't saved Xiaohou and given him medicine, the consequences would have been unthinkable."
"That's right!"
He Yu stepped forward, took Su Xiaoluo's hands, and thanked her earnestly.
"Xiaoluo, thank you for saving Xiaohou!"
"Well... I didn't really... do much..."
Su Xiaoluo had been reluctant to face He Yu. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was the other woman. But now that He Yu was being so warm to her, she found herself feeling embarrassed instead.
Mo Xie turned to Mo Fan and Xu Zhaoting and said solemnly,
"I can't tell you about the Black Vatican just yet. You'll find out in a few days."
Neither of them pressed him. They both trusted that Mo Xie wouldn't act without a plan.
Suddenly, Asharuiya nudged Mo Xie with her arm. He understood at once and left the house with her. They walked all the way to the entrance of Hua Village, while her two attendants