These disciples did his bidding, and now that they were seriously injured and passed out on the ground, he didn’t even spare them a glance, only caring about saving his own skin.
Bullying others on the strength of his position, blustering but cowardly inside, he himself is nothing but a big, empty bag.
How could the Qian Family produce such a failure?
Mo Hua felt somewhat emotional, then, a thought struck him, and he remembered the ferocious words Qian Xing had once said to him:
"All I have to do is bring him up the mountain... let the Monster Beasts eat his flesh, one bite at a time, let him die in agony..."
Mo Hua frowned.
Big Black Mountain is dangerous, Qian Xing isn’t the type to dare to venture into Big Black Mountain.
Moreover, the Qian Family aren’t Monster Hunters, they might kill people, but feeding people to Monster Beasts doesn’t seem to be their style.
Qian Xing was running desperately, but as he ran, he suddenly found he couldn’t move anymore.
Pale blue chains formed around him, completely locking him in place, Mo Hua teleported a few times and appeared right in front of him.
Qian Xing said angrily, "You said you’d let me go!"
"I have one last question for you..."
Mo Hua’s gaze grew somber, "Did you not say you wanted to drag me up the mountain to feed me to the Monster Beasts?"
Qian Xing’s expression fluctuated, but he still managed to say through gritted teeth, "Yes!"
"Have you done this kind of thing before?"
Qian Xing hesitated and said, "No."
Mo Hua was a bit surprised and asked again, "So someone else from the Qian Family has done it?"
Qian Xing’s heart trembled slightly, and he shook his head too, but his eyes were evasive.
Mo Hua’s certainty grew and his gaze sharpened, "You’ve seen members of the Qian Family doing this!"
Trying to maintain his composure, Qian Xing insisted, "I, I haven’t!"
But his guilty appearance was like trying to hide something but making it more prominent.
Mo Hua’s gaze firmed up, "Who is feeding people to the Monster Beasts?"
Qian Xing dared not look into Mo Hua’s eyes, looking around anxiously, and kept saying "No one," even though Mo Hua tried to intimidate him, saying he would slaughter him, he didn’t dare to reveal anything.
Unable to get any information out of him, Mo Hua had a thought and took a step back, saying:
"It’s fine if you don’t say who it is, but you have to tell me, what Monster Beast it is being fed to."
Qian Xing’s expression turned frantic, he was afraid to say who it was, but he feared that if he said nothing at all, Mo Hua might really take his life.
This place is secluded, with no one around, convenient for taking action against Mo Hua, but now it was just as convenient for Mo Hua to take action against him.
After hesitating for a long time, the fear of death finally overcame him, and with a faltering voice he said:
"It’s... it’s a pig."
A glint flashed in Mo Hua’s eyes, "What kind of pig?"
Qian Xing stammered for a long time, unable to articulate.
Mo Hua slowly said, "Is it a pig that is both fat and big, dumb and silly, covered in bloodstains..."
Qian Xing’s countenance was stricken with shock, his eyes revealing horror:
"How did you know?!"