But there was one thing he couldn’t understand, and he asked with a deep voice, "Why couldn’t we detect you when we entered?" Mo Hua replied righteously, "How should I know?" "If you can’t find me, shouldn’t you look for reasons within yourselves?" "Could it be that your Cultivation is insufficient, or your Divine Sense is weak, or your vigilance is lacking?" "What does that have to do with me, a child?" One by one, their faces turned red with shame and anger at Mo Hua’s words, but they seemed unable to refute them. It appeared that... they could only blame their own incompetence... They surely couldn’t blame the child for hiding well, could they... Seeing that they had such "self-awareness," Mo Hua nodded slightly. A burly man approached Boss Jiang and murmured in an extremely low voice, "What should we do?" "Should we..." The man’s eyes turned cold, and he gestured with his hand as if it were a knife. His movements were slight, his voice soft, but Mo Hua, with his powerful Divine Sense, still heard them. Nonetheless, he pretended not to. Boss Jiang said in a low voice, "Don’t rush; let’s see how things go..." He was a bit puzzled about the background of this little cultivator and couldn’t figure out the identity of this little demon. As Boss Jiang furrowed his brows in thought, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked, "Young brother, did you draw the formation in this temple?" The Warm Fire Formation, huh... After thinking for a moment, Mo Hua nodded and said, "Yes, I drew it!" Boss Jiang was surprised but more so delighted. "You actually know how to draw formations?!" "Hmm..." Boss Jiang’s expression immediately softened, and he even showed a kindly smile. A young cultivator... Who can paint formations... The price for that is not ordinary... "Put away your swords and knives; don’t startle the young brother..." Boss Jiang ordered. Then, looking at Mo Hua, he spoke softly and gently, as if the spring breeze were nourishing the rain. "We are legitimate merchants, just passing through. Fearing being robbed and losing both our lives and wealth, we became a bit too vigilant. Young brother, please don’t take offense..." Mo Hua nodded, indicating that he didn’t mind. But inside, he sneered to himself. Legitimate merchants? I’ve seen my fair share; who are they trying to fool... Boss Jiang asked Mo Hua to sit down and even brought out some dry food and wild fruits for Mo Hua to eat. Mo Hua didn’t eat. Boss Jiang didn’t mind and asked warmly, "Young brother, to be able to draw such a standard of formation at your young age is truly impressive!" This standard? The standard of the Warm Fire Formation? His flattery didn’t reach Mo Hua’s heart; Mo Hua responded indifferently, "Just average..." Boss Jiang then probed, "Then, young brother, can you draw a first-grade formation?" Mo Hua nodded, "Sort of..." Boss Jiang, delighted by the response, said, "Young brother, you surely have a boundless future!" He then raised his cup sincerely and said, "I’ll drink this cup as a self-punishment for being abrupt and rude earlier, and to apologize to you, young brother!" Boss Jiang drained the cup of wine in one gulp. Mo Hua graciously replied, "Don’t worry about it, I don’t take it to heart." Boss Jiang continued with more flattery, his eyes glinting, and he asked quietly, "May I ask, young brother, who is your master..." "My master doesn’t allow me to say..." said Mo Hua, "But my master is very powerful, he can casually draw third-grade formations..." "My uncle is even more incredible, but I’m not at liberty to tell you about him..." Boss Jiang chuckled to himself, thinking hard. A mentor at the Golden Core Stage, huh... Low, but with a talent for formation, a below-average mentorship... difficult to blackmail, so it’s time to find another way to trade... Having made up his mind, Boss Jiang suddenly slapped his forehead and said in astonishment, "Your master... on the way here, I seemed to have encountered a high-level practitioner looking for his disciple. He said his disciple was extremely gifted, proficient in formations. Looking at it now, that sounds a lot like you, young brother... " "This high-level practitioner might just be your master!" Mo Hua silently watched his performance, emotionless, and replied, "Are my elder brothers and sisters with him?" Boss Jiang said, "Yes, that high-level practitioner was accompanied by a male and a female disciple, both outstanding and extraordinary, truly dragons among men..." Mo Hua feigned "surprise" with a flat tone, "Ah, that’s great. They are indeed my master, my elder sister, and my elder brother!" Even though Boss Jiang felt something off about Mo Hua’s tone, his guilty conscience prevented him from noticing, and he sighed, "It’s just a pity they took the wrong path..." "They went the wrong way?" Mo Hua asked with "surprise." "Yes," Boss Jiang said with regret, "they headed towards Qingzhou City, taking a detour. You, waiting here in the mountains, will probably miss them." Mo Hua’s expression showed disappointment. Boss Jiang, judging by Mo Hua’s reaction, affirmed his guess. This kid looked clever and was certainly cautious, but after all, he was just a child, inexperienced, especially when it came to his master, emotionally invested and confused. Deceiving him with a lie wouldn’t be difficult... Boss Jiang suggested, "Your master is a great person, and we would like to establish a good relationship. How about this, we take you to find your master? It just so happens we’re passing through Qingzhou City..." "Really?" Mo Hua said, full of anticipation. "Of course," Boss Jiang replied with a smile, looking amiable and friendly. Mo Hua’s eyes revealed an excited gleam, "That would be wonderful, thank you, big brothers!" Mo Hua’s gaze was pure and clear, and his demeanor was as brisk as a young deer’s. Relieved, Boss Jiang then said, "It’s getting late; let’s rest for a while. Tomorrow morning, we’ll take you to find your master." "Okay!" Mo Hua nodded eagerly with anticipation. Everyone then rested in the dilapidated temple. Explore new worlds at freewebnovel Mo Hua slept quietly, his eyelashes black, breathing steady, just like any ordinary child. Boss Jiang stood at the entrance of the temple, far away from him, speaking in a low voice with several cultivators.