Su Mo nodded, pondered for a moment, then asked, "Senior, there aren't any attendants in your Demon Sage Palace?"
The Demon Sage rolled her eyes. "That's what you wanted to ask?"
"I'm a Sage. Do I really need people waiting on me?"
"I'm not like you, carrying a maidservant around wherever you go..."
Something was off about the Demon Sage's tone. Su Mo easily caught it, his expression bewildered.
The Demon Sage seemed to notice it herself almost at once and immediately walked aside with a cold expression.
Su Mo thought for a moment, then said, "There's nothing between Wu Qian and me..."
"What does that have to do with me?"
Before Su Mo could finish, the Demon Sage interrupted him.
"If you have something to say, say it, then leave!"
Su Mo nodded with a wry smile. Gazing at the Demon Sage, he abruptly changed the subject. "That night, after you left me in the tiger's den, did you return to Floating Life Pass?"
The Demon Sage's aura turned cold. She turned her head and looked at Su Mo with a chill in her gaze. "What are you trying to say?"
Su Mo shook his head. "That night, after you left, I sealed my own divine sense. I don't know how I endured the Spring Pill's effects."
"But when I returned to Floating Life Pass the next day and saw that you'd pinned up your long hair, I wondered."
Frost settled over the Demon Sage's face as she stared coldly at Su Mo.
In an instant, the atmosphere throughout the Demon Sage Palace turned cold...
"What exactly are you trying to say?"
Su Mo stood, resisting the overwhelming pressure pouring from the Demon Sage as he met her gaze, his eyes candid and calm.
"I've left many regrets behind