“…Ah!!”
Cheng Mo hadn’t finished speaking when he suddenly realized someone was standing behind him, which gave him a fright and his face went pale. Upon realizing it was Mo Hua, he finally relaxed.
“Mo Hua, you scared me…”
Then he complained, “How can you eavesdrop on our conversation?”
Mo Hua looked at him blankly, “This is a proper path, I came straight over here, stopped straight here, and listened straight to you guys talking…”
“Blame your own lack of vigilance, how can you blame me?”
Cheng Mo was at a loss for words and then muttered:
“Who knew you’d walk like a cat, soundlessly and even without a breath…”
Mo Hua looked at them suspiciously, “What scheming plots are you guys hatching?”
Cheng Mo, like a student caught by an instructor, immediately became anxious, “We were just discussing… cultivation matters…”
Mo Hua seemed unconvinced.
Cheng Mo then said, “Really!”
After saying that, he realized something wasn’t right.
Mo Hua wasn’t an Elder or an Instructor, just a Junior Brother teaching them Formations, who they didn’t dare to offend. Why was he so nervous?
Cheng Mo immediately straightened up.
Mo Hua whispered, “You guys are planning to secretly take on a quest from the Taoist Court?”
Cheng Mo was startled, “How did you know?”
Mo Hua pursed his lips.
Always playing the mysteriously secretive game…
Situ Jian spoke in a low voice, “Mo Hua, don’t tell anyone, alright?”
Cheng Mo also nodded repeatedly, paused thinking that it didn’t seem sincere enough, as in these situations, one typically needs to “bribe” a little.
Cheng Mo then said, “Mo Hua, if you promise not to tell anyone, after the task is accomplished, we’ll…”
Cheng Mo hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth, “…share some Merit Points with you!”
Mo Hua was curious, “How much are you sharing?”
Cheng Mo started to feel conflicted.
They had just started doing these tasks, and they couldn’t earn many Merit Points from them, and those they did earn weren’t very useful.
“We’ll share…” Cheng Mo steeled himself, “ten points with you!”
Mo Hua: “…”
Seeing that Mo Hua didn’t respond, Cheng Mo said shockingly:
“You can’t still think it’s too little, do you?”
“Ten points… isn’t much either,” Mo Hua said.
Cheng Mo exclaimed in distress:
“You really don’t understand the struggle until you’re in charge; do you know how many days I have to guard the gate or how many times I have to sweep the streets to earn these ten Merit Points?!”
“You think these points are easy to earn?”