"You know as well that the ones this old man fears and guards against are the old things here, not those people in the Demon Hall, such as the Pang Family. So you needn't worry that this old man is trying to sow discord between you and the Pang Family. I have no need to," Huo Lian said.
"You needn't say any more. I'll judge for myself," Mo Pozheng said.
"I must say it. Neither you nor the others of the Tomb Clan can judge," Huo Lian said, shaking his head. "You receive no news of the Demon Hall here at all. Your latest information is probably still how things stood a thousand years ago, when this old man held office. Or perhaps Pang Ji has told you a few things about the Demon Hall over the years, but would he tell you the whole truth about the Demon Hall today? Obviously not. Even if you don't believe this old man, you shouldn't listen only to Pang Ji's one-sided account, should you? There's no harm in hearing what this old man has to say as another point of reference."
Only after considering for a while did Mo Pozheng nod. "Go on, then. I'd like to hear what you can tell me about the Pang Family's situation in the Demon Hall that might surprise me."
"The Demon Hall is now more or less under the Pang Family's control-under Pang Ji's control," Huo Lian said. "When this old man took the Hall Master's Seat, the Pang Family's influence was already utterly fearsome. Even then, this old man couldn't completely root out their power. All this old man could do was weaken them slightly, but that was only a cup of water against a blazing cartload of firewood. They could recover before long,