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This Hua Liulang...

Could he actually be Flower Gentleman?

Were they part of the same group?

Mo Hua did not show any change in expression, continuing to eat his noodles with his head down, but his Divine Sense had already extended to the extreme, eavesdropping on their every word.

"...missed the hour... can you afford such a delay?"

"Troublesome thing..."

"As much piss and shit as a lazy donkey grinding grain..."

"Practicing such useless Cultivation Technique, can't control his lower half, truly a waste..."

"Who knows... which whore's bed he's lying in now..."

"Wouldn't die on... some belly, would he..."

"He'd deserve it anyway..."

...

Mo Hua frowned as he listened, finding the more he heard, the more likely it seemed.

He always felt that the "Flower Gentleman" they mentioned was the same rapist he and his brothers and sisters had just captured—Hua Liulang.

What to do?

Find a way to capture them?

Set up the Earth Fire Formation and take them all out at once?

...

Mo Hua shook his head.

Uncertain of the full situation, not knowing the foundation, it would be bad if he hastily made a move and caused a misunderstanding.

Moreover, he had not been able to see their cultivation levels in his haste.

If these several people were all at the Foundation Establishment Initial Stage, it would be fine, but if they were at the Middle Stage, it would be more troublesome.

The Earth Fire Formation was only a Thirteen Patterns formation.

It could hurt those at the Foundation Building Middle Stage but might not be able to kill them.

Above the Thirteen Patterns, following Elder Master Xun's guidance, he had learned mostly production-oriented formations or Trapping Formations, and few Killing Formations.

Furthermore, with his current level of Divine Sense, he was not yet able to instantly form a Killing Formation above Thirteen Patterns.

Acting in a dozen breaths' time was a bit too slow.

It was broad daylight, and the Formation Patterns were too conspicuous and easy to be discovered by others.

He needed to be more prudent.

Mo Hua silently said to himself.

"Finish eating the noodles first, and then..."

"Wait for the brothers and sisters to arrive, get some assistance before figuring out how to capture these cultivators, and ask them clearly..."

Otherwise, it would be too reckless to act alone, and the risk was somewhat high.

Mo Hua made up his mind and continued to eat his noodles in peace.

But knowing oneself and the enemy, one could fight without danger.

Mo Hua still took the time to observe these several people out of the corner of his eye, seeing if he could discern their cultivation level and the details of their Taoist Skills.

This group of cultivators was four in total.

Two brawny men who seemed to follow the Body Refinement path had strong Blood Qi that was well-contained.

Mo Hua was too close, and not knowing the details, he dared not use his Divine Sense to probe too deeply, to avoid alerting them.

Additionally, there was a thin man, looking sullen.

He appeared to be a Spiritual Cultivator, but it was unclear what Spell path he practiced.

Among the four, the leader was a tall cultivator with a benign face.

While the few cultivators at the same table chatted and cursed "Flower Gentleman," he remained silent, just drinking tea and eating candied fruit.

He didn't touch the dried meat on the table at all.

Mo Hua found this very strange and slightly shifted his gaze to take another look at this cultivator.

But with just one look, Mo Hua felt a shock in his heart, an unfamiliar sense of familiarity washing over him as if this person was the one he was looking for.

But he didn't recognize him at all...

Mo Hua frowned, taking another glance at this leading cultivator, his pupils slightly contracted.

Tall stature, benevolent brows and kind eyes...

His robe was the usual attire of a cultivator, but just beneath the sleeve, a small strip of red garment with gold Patterns peeked out.

His head had thick hair tied into a bun, but hidden deeply within the bun were a few fiery red spots...

A red Kasaya, fiery dots as scars...

He was...

Mo Hua's pupils shocked.

The Fire Buddha?!