But he didn't hear anything useful.
Moreover, the Mining Cultivators nearby had not noticed those scoundrels either.
Those scoundrels had just vanished, just like those five Mining Cultivators, disappeared into the depths of the mine...
...
After leaving the mine, Mo Hua met up with Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi.
"Found anything?" Bai Zixi asked.
Mo Hua spoke of the scoundrels' affair.
Bai Zisheng snorted, "They got what they deserved!"
Then he also wondered, "Is the Lu Family up to some shady business?"
Mo Hua shook his head, "It's still unclear."
"If not the Lu Family, then someone else?"
"Didn't that Wang Lai mention a grey-clothed Cultivator?"
Mo Hua nodded, "At this point, we can only start from that grey-clothed Cultivator."
The three of them then made their way back.
On the way, Mo Hua's expression still seemed somewhat disheartened.
Bai Zixi asked, "What's wrong?"
Mo Hua sighed, "I'm worried about Instructor Yan..."
"Sister Situ said that after Instructor Yan entered the mine, he disappeared without a trace, and since then no one has seen him again..."
"I'm afraid he might have been harmed by Wang Lai and the others..."
Bai Zisheng couldn't help but nod, "It's possible..."
Upon hearing this, Mo Hua's worry intensified, his brows furrowing even more deeply.
Bai Zixi gave her brother a light glare and said softly to Mo Hua:
"The righteous man will be protected by heaven, Mr. Yan may not have necessarily met with harm."
Bai Zisheng, realizing his blunder, scratched his head and chuckled sheepishly:
"I was just speaking off the cuff, don't take it to heart. Mr. Yan might have found other clues and left South Yue City to investigate on his own."
Mo Hua knew his siblings were trying to comfort him, and although he thought what they said didn't make much sense, he still felt a little better.
"Let's hope Instructor Yan is indeed blessed by heaven..."
Mo Hua silently sighed.
Seeing that Mo Hua was still not cheerful, Bai Zisheng changed the subject:
"That grey-clothed Cultivator, shall we investigate him?"
Mo Hua nodded, "We must."
Without trade, there would be no slaying.
It was the grey-clothed Cultivator who wanted to buy the bodies, thus he led Wang Lai and the others to kill the Mining Cultivators.
The root of the problem lay with that grey-clothed Cultivator.
Even if Wang Lai were taken out of the picture, there would be others—Zhao Lai, Qian Lai, Li Lai...
As long as the grey-clothed Cultivator remained, other Cultivators would, for the sake of Spirit Stones, murder Mining Cultivators and sell their bodies.
To eradicate evil, one must go to the root.
Bai Zisheng nodded vigorously in agreement.
Then he thought of another issue: "Wang Lai said, he met with the grey-clothed Cultivator at a Brothel, so..."
Bai Zisheng asked seriously:
"Do we need to go to the Brothel?"
This question also stumped Mo Hua.