"My Brother Qian's days are numbered."
"It's just a matter of how long he can hold on."
On the Flying Ship outside the city, Bai Mo spoke slowly.
Ah Er, who had been peering over the edge to look at the scenery, turned its head in surprise.
When accompanying Bai Mo in formal settings, it never dared to act rashly, afraid of causing trouble.
But from what it saw of the old man, his voice was full of vigor. How did he look like he had one foot in the grave?
"He hides it well. He is at the Core Formation Stage, after all. But I can see through it."
Bai Mo had dealt with many disciples at the Core Formation Stage.
Especially when healing the disciples and reconstructing their bodies, Bai Mo had conducted thorough follow-up examinations afterward.
With such experience, and leveraging the keen perception he had honed through Alchemy, it wasn't difficult for Bai Mo to see through the facade.
"Ah er!"
Ah Er cried out and pointed at Bai Mo.
Bai Mo smiled faintly.
