Going alone into the lion's den...
The eight ancestors exchanged glances, a trace of resolve unconsciously surfacing in their eyes, only to be immediately suppressed. They shook their heads at one another with bitter smiles.
Certainly, any one of them could easily bring Lin Mo to heel, but since he had dared to come, he must have already arranged a fallback.
The moment they made a move here, Han Kang would likely act as well, and that old fellow from Longevity Valley would show himself!
"Doesn't he want sincerity? Then I'll give him sincerity!"
Wu Liu slowly rose, leaning on the Golden Crutch, her voice deep and steady. "Everyone, come with me to welcome our guest!"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The seven household heads and Wu Pingdao rose at once, while Wu Ying followed behind, her face tense and uneasy. Together, they walked out through the Wu Household's entrance.
Outside, the Horse-Drawn Carriage carrying Lin Mo had just stopped.
The Carriage Driver did not dare remain on his seat and was trembling beside the carriage. Zhou Wu was scarcely any better, standing nearby with his neck drawn in and cold sweat streaming down his forehead.
Good heavens, what sort of place was this?
The Wu Household Ancestral Residence!
The last time he had been dragged here, he had thought his life was as good as over. Yet the Wu Household had done nothing to him, letting him leave after some questioning.
This time, things might not go so well.
The Eight Great Households-all eight ancestors had appeared. With the slightest misstep, even ten lives would not be enough for Zhou Wu!
"Young friend Lin, is this sincerity from us still not enough?"
At the Wu Household's entrance, Wu Liu stared at the lowered curtain over the carriage doorway, forcibly suppressing her