Chen Mo sits in a meditative posture as he observes Yan Xuelian enter. She walks gracefully until she stands before Chen Mo. Chen Mo slowly opens his eyes and speaks, "Sit."
A mat materializes before her, and she sits down, facing him. She thinks to herself that she had heard that Chen Mo was young, but she didn't think he was this young. Even if she can't see through him, she can feel that he's at most twenty years old.
Chen Mo's crimson eyes glow as he directs his full attention to her. She meets his gaze but doesn't show any expression. Chen Mo speaks, "You really have guts, you dare to come here on your own."
"I had no choice," she answers.
"Well, I guess that's true," Chen Mo speaks.
"You spared my disciples despite them attacking you and also invited me here. You wouldn't go through all that work just to kill me, would you? What do you want?" she speaks calmly as she observes Chen Mo's actions.