Chapter 532: Offering Help When It’s Not Needed, you’re either a Traitor or a Thief
Murong Qianxun stared at Mo Buwen, shocked in his heart, he never expected Qin Yi to have such a loyal and righteous friend. Even though Qin Yi had died, this person was still helping those around him, truly embodying the spirit of true passion and nature.
Murong Qianxun pointed at Yun Mengyao and said to Mo Buwen, "I’m afraid I can’t comply. This person’s identity is somewhat special, and I have very important questions to ask her, so please understand."
Mo Buwen seemed a bit troubled, "Fairy Qianxun, to be honest. Qin Yi was like a brother to me, he had mentioned before that if anything were to happen to him, he would want me to ensure the safety of his family and friends."
"Although I, Mo, am not very learned, I do not wish to fail in my promise. A task given by someone should be done with loyalty. If Fairy Qianxun insists on making things difficult, then I, Mo, can only be disrespectful."
Murong Qianxun’s face turned cold, this person seemed humble but was actually very arrogant.
"Mo Buwen, this is Vermilion Bird Divine Mountain, have you considered the consequences if you act?"
Mo Buwen bowed towards Vermilion Bird Divine Mountain respectfully, "The Vermilion Bird Guardian God is revered across the world, and I, Mo, hold it in utmost respect as well. However, Fairy Yun is a friend of Qin Yi, and since I promised Qin Yi to keep her safe, I will do so even if it means dying in battle. Otherwise, what face would I have to meet Qin Yi in the afterlife a hundred years from now?"
"Brother Qin Yi was a hero of his generation, now tragically dead. How can I, Mo, watch as his family and friends are harmed again? Not just me, any young strong person would not stand idly by and watch such a thing happen."
Murong Qianxun’s face grew colder, his words were sharp, even using figures from the young ranking list to threaten her.
"Mo Buwen, you may strike as you wish. But let me tell you, I will not hand over Yun Mengyao to you." Murong Qianxun, not good with words nor caring to explain, said coldly.
Mo Buwen’s eyes darkened slightly, "In that case, I can only offend. Cheng Ju."
"I am here."