"What a sordid place."
Aboard the carriage, Bai Mo sighed, looking at two young boys with their heads bowed low.
Qin Wen drove the carriage, keeping an eye on the roadside with his peripheral vision.
"It's a den of filth that breeds nothing but vermin."
"I just saw a few cultivators I knew from a Demon Hunting Team. They seized the wife and daughter of a comrade who had entrusted his family to their care—an act we find absolutely intolerable."
"I never thought they'd be hiding in a place like this."
Though they tried to hide their faces just now, I still got a clear look at them.
Qin Wen shook his head, casting the thoughts aside, and looked at Bai Mo.
"What should be done with them?"
Bai Mo wasn't good at dealing with boys like these. He usually poured most of his energy into the Alchemy Dao.
What little was left he spent dealing with those close to him. Where would he find the extra mental energy for this?
