Mo Ziyun turned his eyes and realized that He Tianze and Yun Xiangchen were still unconscious and lying in the corner.

The young man named Feiyu immediately led someone to untie the two of them, but no matter how they shouted, there was no response from the two of them.

"Master, these two people are called Yingying. Maybe they are dead."

Feiyu raised his head and reported back.

"What……"

Mo Ziyun's heart "thumped".

"Nonsense, I'm just too tired. Send me to the guest room to rest!"

The old man shook his head.

After everyone else in the room left, Mo Ziyun turned into a shadow and walked out of the rope.

Seeing this, the old man didn't panic, turned around and sat down on the chair.

"Thank you, senior, for the timely rescue."

Mo Ziyun cupped his hands.

"Don't be too hasty to thank me yet."

The old man waved his hand, his eyes showing a chill.

"You should be Mo Ziyun, who is known as the ghost assassin."

He named the person in front of him word by word.

"How...senior did you know..."

Mo Ziyun's heart trembled, and he felt the gaze of the person in front of him was like a knife, penetrating his back.

"My name is Yue Lin, and I am a descendant of the Yue Sect in China."

The old man introduced himself.

"Yuemen...that...Yue Han..."

"Yue Han is my senior brother. I heard that you are also responsible for his death."

Yue Lin said coldly.

Mo Ziyun suddenly remembered countless past events, and his face gradually became ugly.

"...I have nothing to say about this matter. If senior wants to avenge Instructor Yue, just kill me!"

Mo Ziyun knelt on the ground.

"Killing you, according to the rules of the sect, is indeed what I should do, but if I want to kill you now, I won't save you."

Yue Lin sneered.

"Then what senior means is..."

Mo Ziyun lowered his head and asked.

Yue Lin stood up, walked to the attic window, and looked up at the morning light outside the window through the curtains.

"That old guy Yue Han has always hoped to teach some disciples who can make great achievements, saying that it is to safeguard the conscience and justice of the world, just like the ancestors of the Yue Sect have been doing for thousands of years... I don't have him.

He is not as good an heir to the Yue clan as he is. He can only open a martial arts school in a foreign country, teach some boxing and kicking skills, and support his family. Until..."

He turned around and grasped the corner of the curtain with one hand.

"Until Yue Han was killed...it seemed that the Yuemen's will always needed someone to inherit it. From that day on, I started to rethink the meaning of human life...Without an heir, the Yuemen sect will cease to exist."

"Then why doesn't senior take over Instructor Yue's mantle and help the Sky Shield..."

"I thought about it, but when I thought about it clearly, the Sky Shield was no longer the Sky Shield... I felt... something was wrong..."

Yue Lin said.

"indeed so……"

Mo Ziyun nodded.

Yue Lin took a deep breath and opened the curtains, letting the golden sunlight shine through and shine in the eyes of the two of them.

"Someone came here to ask for news about superpowers some time ago. I think they might look for you people again. This is the only thing I can do to help you."

"Looking for a superpower? Are they from Sky Shield?"

Mo Ziyun asked.

"It doesn't look like it...but you don't look the same either, right?"

Yue Lin asked.

"Could it be Lu..."

A complicated look appeared on Mo Ziyun's face.

"You can stay here for a few days if you like. Maybe those people will come again."

Yue Lin added.

"Do you live here? Maybe it will cause trouble for seniors..."

Mo Ziyun stood up and said sincerely.

"What do these little troubles mean if they can help solve the big troubles that threaten the world?"
Chapter completed!