The smile on the grand old man's face suddenly disappeared.
After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth. "She's your sister."
"Half sister. And you know Dad well, do you really think he cares about that sort of thing? She's just a woman, the kind you'd find in any brothel." Xue Mo replied, drawing a defeated sigh from his uncle.
"You seem rather obsessed with a woman you can find in any brothel." The grand elder stood up, giving his plump belly a gentle slap.
"But I can't deny her beauty, no one can. Even among her father's other daughters, she is incomparable.
If we were to combine her beauty and her newly discovered talent, I doubt very much that you'd find a better woman in the whole cult."
"Uncle's not wrong, hahaha," Xue Mo laughed. "But I need confirmation, will you help me with that?"
"Your father is in closed-door cultivation right now and the chief strategist's condition has worsened even more. I'll talk to him as soon as I get a chance." Xue Mo's uncle said.
