After old man Mo learned of what Qin Wentian had done, he felt extremely guilty in his heart. Especially so when he learned that the Pill Emperor Hall had actually used the essence of Mo Qingcheng’s life to nurture a corpse, he felt an intense sense of self-reproach.
Regarding this matter, old man Mo had never told anyone in the Mo Residence before. He himself didn’t even know if Qingcheng was alive or dead, and now that he saw Qin Wentian bringing Mo Qingcheng home, he naturally felt extremely relieved in his heart.
"Old man Mo, let’s drink a toast together. The matters of the past shall be like this wine in the cup, vanishing after we drink it. If Wentian’s attitude was disrespectful in the past, I beg you to pardon me." Qin Wentian inclined his cup and spoke to old man Mo, his words causing old man Mo to smile.