"Mo swore, when Mo Ziyang gets married, will you attend?" The old man looked at the middle-aged man in black clothes and asked.
"I won't go. Recently, I've been feeling uneasy! There's still no trace of that bastard Mo Caiyi, and it's been making me restless these days..." The man in black sat in the main seat, took out a black round disc from the ring, looked at the motionless needle on it, and said somewhat helplessly.
"Ink Master, do you think Mo Caiyi might have taken that bastard and left this interface? A few days ago, I went to the Ghost World and the Netherworld here to check the book of life and death, and there was no information about Mo Caiyi and Mo Wei! If they were really here, even if they weren't dead, there should be information about them being alive on the book of life and death!" The old man thought for a moment and looked at the Ink Master and said.
