"Qingyao, are we there yet?"
Mo Xie realized he had fallen into an illusion, but he did not panic. He asked the question as though nothing were wrong.
Lu Qingyao seemed lost in her own world. Not noticing anything unusual, she kept walking on her long, slender legs.
"Not yet, I think. We should be close."
Mo Xie did not hesitate. He cast Mind Element Magic, sending ripples of psychic power spreading in every direction.
His powerful Mental Strength shattered the illusion. The surroundings broke apart like fragments of a mirror!
The moment the real world returned, Lu Qingyao shuddered. Her beautiful eyes closed as though she could no longer keep them open, and she collapsed toward the ground.
Mo Xie reacted at once. He stepped forward and caught Lu Qingyao in his arms. She felt soft against him.
His gaze turned cold. He had a fair idea who was behind this, and his voice was icy.
"Who's there? Come out!"
As soon as he spoke, a wash of blood-red color spread through the surroundings. A strange metallic scent hung in the air, and a bank of bloody mist appeared before him.
"Heh heh heh. Master, your perception truly is remarkable. I'm impressed."
As the sinister voice faded, the bloody mist parted to reveal a crimson figure.
It was a middle-aged man in a blood-red tailcoat, dressed like a steward.
But Mo Xie knew that aura well. He had encountered it many times before. The man before him belonged to the Blood Clan!
He was not only of noble Blood Clan lineage, but had likely reached the Advanced Stage of Commander Level. He was just one step from Monarch Level.
Mo Xie felt no unease. He studied the man and said evenly, "I'm not your master."
At that, the middle-aged