It seems the Ancestor has given Pang Ji quite a few benefits after all, Mo Pozheng thought to himself.
He felt somewhat jealous.
Although the Ancestor trusted him greatly, as things stood, Pang Ji had grown stronger, and the benefits he had received far surpassed his own.
This was something Mo Pozheng could not quite understand.
The Ancestor has his own plans. There is no point in overthinking it, Mo Pozheng thought again.
In his view, Pang Ji ultimately did not enjoy as much of the Ancestor's trust as he did.
The Ancestor was probably giving Pang Ji benefits now because he wanted him to do something.
And that task was probably very dangerous.
Only then would benefits be given in advance.
That was generally how things worked when getting subordinates to risk their lives.
No! Just as Mo Pozheng turned and walked a few steps away, he was suddenly startled.
He stopped and could not help turning to look at the secret chamber behind him.
The Ancestor's aura is very weak now, while Pang Ji's is so powerful. No matter how I look at it, Pang Ji seems to have the upper hand. An ominous thought could not help surfacing in Mo Pozheng's mind.
He had not realized it earlier because the Ancestor had always struck him as an invincible existence.
Even injured, he was beyond the imagination of people like them.
But now, he realized that the Ancestor's injuries seemed even worse than he had imagined.
If Pang Ji harbored malicious intentions at a time like this, the Ancestor's situation might be rather grim.
There is no way to prove it. Mo Pozheng was deeply conflicted.
This was only a guess of his, with absolutely no evidence to prove it.
He could not simply barge in.
If things