"We'll need to think over what you've proposed."
Although he was already inclined to seize this opportunity to return to the Mystic Continent, spreading the teachings was no small matter, and Li Ling remained very cautious.
"True Person Li, this is a splendid opportunity for your sect. I hope you won't let it slip away." Before the Mystic Xin Marquis could say anything, a shrill voice sounded beside him.
Li Ling smiled. "I suspect something has gone wrong with your plans to pacify Yue Province, and you've come to the Incense Accumulation Sect because you urgently need powerful reinforcements. Young eunuch, you may count as a cultivator, but you still fall short in concealing your heartbeat, breathing, and the reactions of your qi. You can't hide them from me."
At once, Li Ling smelled sourness, bitterness, and pungency on him. His emotions had become extraordinarily tangled.
The eunuch's face flushed crimson, seemingly flustered because Li Ling had exposed what was on his mind.
Mu Hou's expression was equally unpleasant. He had intended to use their family ties as an opening and proceed gradually, but he had never expected that he would be unable to hide anything from Li Ling.
Seeing this, he could only admit with a bitter smile, "Great-grandaunt's husband, to be frank, things really are rather tense on our side. Naturally, it would be best if you could reach a decision soon."
As for precisely how tense things were, their acquaintance was too shallow for such intimate disclosures.
Unwilling to concede, Eunuch Lin puffed himself up like a man slapping his own face swollen to look stout. "You should know, True Person, that the Mystic Continent has long since become Great Qian's domain. Our Third Prince is a legitimate son born to the Empress. Should he inherit the