Mo Xingjian stroked his long beard and contemplated, "I think Old Fourth's analysis is correct; the other party definitely wouldn't go through all this trouble just for the sake of courtesy."
Cao Zhengyang scratched his head irritably, saying, "Then what do you suggest we do? It's a matter of one or two years before Gao comes out of seclusion, and if he finds out his daughter is still alive, he'd go through hell and high water to get to her."
Mo Xingjian sighed, "Never underestimate a father's love for his daughter."
At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the Second Miss, unaware of her whereabouts.
If she were to encounter any mishap, he truly couldn't imagine what reckless actions he might take.
But undeniably, he would annihilate entire families, flatten sects, and even overturn the nine heavenly palaces to grind his enemies to dust!
The atmosphere grew heavy; this matter indeed requires careful planning.
