Wu Haruto's gaze shifted toward Su Mo.
"What about you?"
Su Mo smiled faintly, his expression remaining calm and polite.
"My thoughts are the same as Qingxi's."
The answer was expected.
In truth, neither of them had any interest in joining a sect like the White Moon Sect. From Su Mo's perspective, the only thing here that had managed to attract even a trace of curiosity was the existence of the Pishachas. Aside from that, there was little worth paying attention to.
Once he dealt with the person hiding in the shadows and resolved the matter of the mysterious attacker, he intended to take Ye Chen and leave this place together with Yang Qingxi. There was no reason for him to remain here any longer than necessary.
Wu Haruto's expression darkened ever so slightly.
