"Yes." Chen Mu nodded without wasting words.
Yuan Linghai's heart gave a sudden lurch. A stir ran through the watching crowd, and many people involuntarily sucked in a breath. Others, who did not understand, began asking what the [Golden Word Lock] was.
"What is your relationship with Senior Mota?" Yuan Linghai regained his composure and asked calmly. In his view, the likeliest explanation was that this ugly man had an extremely close relationship with Mota. Master and disciple? Or father and son?
Mota ranked eighty-ninth on the [Black Line Star Ranking], so Yuan Linghai naturally had to tread carefully. Provoking those fellows on the [Black Line Star Ranking] had consequences worse than suicide. Although his face remained composed, unease gnawed at his heart. A ruthless man like Yuan Linghai feared only those more ruthless than himself, and the figures on the [Black Line Star Ranking] undoubtedly fit that description perfectly.
Just then, the young Card Adepts from the Frostmoon Cold Isle happened to arrive. Hearing Yuan Linghai's words, every one of them looked somewhat surprised.
The Frostmoon Cold Isle's students paid far more attention to the Card Adepts on the [Black Line Star Ranking] than outsiders could imagine. In the Tiandongli District, they were truly the favored children of heaven. Any student who could graduate from the Card Adept Department was certainly above the level of a second-rate expert, while the outstanding ones stood firmly among the first-rate.
Yet this gave them little cause for pride. After all, they came from the Frostmoon Cold Isle.
If they were formally trained professionals, then the Card Adepts on the [Black Line Star Ranking] could be called self-taught outsiders. They were like two separate systems, and a hint of competition was inevitable. Had the Card Adepts on the [Black Line Star Ranking] not