He had never imagined that he would be brought down by a few children.
Who exactly were these kids?
How did they find him, and why were they in the mine?
What exactly did they intend to do?
"You...are with the Taoist Court?" Wang Lai asked through his pain.
Mo Hua nodded.
"Then do you know... Court Leader Zhao?" Wang Lai ventured.
Mo Hua's eyebrows twitched, "Are you familiar with Court Leader Zhao?"
Wang Lai managed a weak smile, "Not very familiar, but we have some acquaintances."
"Oh," Mo Hua said with a meaningful expression.
Wang Lai couldn't see through Mo Hua's background, nor could he guess Mo Hua's thoughts. His Divine Sense could not probe, as if Mo Hua's entire being was shrouded in mist.
Feeling uncertain, Wang Lai still asked:
"Young masters, may I know what brings you to this mine?"
Mo Hua's smile was enigmatic, "What do you think?"
Wang Lai awkwardly said, "Please enlighten me, master."
Mo Hua looked at him and said, "You were murdering!"
Wang Lai's face changed, and he immediately exclaimed:
"Wrongfully accused, young masters, I'm wrongfully accused!"
Holding up his uninjured left hand and pointing at Old Yu, he said:
"It was they who were trying to steal from the Lu Family's mine. I discovered them, subdued them, and was going to deliver them to the Taoist Court for judgment..."
"These mining cultivators may seem honest, but they are cunning at heart, greedy for petty gain, capable of anything."
"Don't be deceived by them..."
Mo Hua was slightly taken aback.
Wang Lai was truly resourceful.
In just a moment, he had concocted a story that turned black into white and smeared others with false charges.