"If they were helping us so much, then the final inheritance..."
Ming Yu secretly glanced at Li Yan, who was sitting with his eyes closed, and quietly sent another voice transmission. Although Ming Qi had already warned her, she was already thinking about the inheritance...
"Everything will be done according to the blood pact. The reason he can be so dedicated is that, strictly speaking, he counts as half a clansman of ours. It is only natural for him to seek the inheritance..."
Before she could finish, Ming Qi directly cut her off.
If not for the gray-robed old man's help this time, they would still be trapped inside that magical treasure, perhaps unable to escape for the rest of their lives.
Since the other party had rescued the two of them, he certainly had thoughts of making use of them and wanted to obtain the inheritance there as well.
If the gray-robed old man had no interests driving him and still helped them so wholeheartedly, then even with the blood pact in place, Ming Qi would only have more concerns.
She was not sure whether the other party could eavesdrop on their voice transmissions.
Moreover, once Ming Yu harbored certain thoughts, even a later action colored by subjectivity might provoke the other party's wrath.
Therefore, she did not let Ming Yu continue. Instead, she promptly corrected the bad signs that had just begun to sprout.
However, Ming Qi did not finish her own words either. She knew Ming Yu had already understood her meaning: it was best to speak less of the other party.
Cultivators' senses were exceedingly sharp. Perhaps the other party could not eavesdrop on voice transmissions, but when someone nearby spoke of him, he might still sense it.
If the gray-robed old man only sought the