บท 1968: The Battle XX

He looked at the people present and felt that someone was missing...

'Oh, Mu Ling…'

Feng Tianwu froze. 'After all, Mu Ling is still Old Master Mu's son…' 

He pondered for a moment and asked, "Old Master Mu, do you know Mu Ling's whereabouts recently?"

Frankly speaking, Feng Tianwu hated Mu Ling.

It was simply impossible he cared about his life and death.

However, Mu Ling was still Old Master Mu's son. So, he needed to respect Old Master Mu's opinion.

"You also know the current situation of Cang Yue Mainland. Mu Ling might be in danger outside. Do we need to..."

Old Master Mu was slightly stunned and shook his head. "No need! First of all, I do not know his whereabouts and if we have to use other people to find him. But it is not safe outside now. I don't want to put other people in danger for Mu Ling."

Hearing Old Master Mu say that, Feng Tianwu said no more. He smiled, shook his head, and sighed helplessly.