Ling Mohan actually somewhat believed this reason.
Gu Yingyue wasn't born from a stone, it wouldn't be impossible for her to have blood relatives in the world.
Regrettably, Ye Huang had used such a method to find blood, yet he hadn't noticed a thing!
How futile it was for him to have orchestrated encounters in Z country and buried fragrances in the snow, all just to shoot himself in the foot!
"Bai Xiao, I should never have taught you fragrance blending!" Ling Mohan glared fiercely at Bai Xiao, his eyes reddening and brimming with a thick murderous intent.
Ling Mohan, looking like a devil that had crawled out of hell, was completely different from his usual self.
Bai Xiao felt a chill run down her spine under his gaze.
Which one was the real Ling Mohan?
Fu Xue sensed Bai Xiao's fear and said, "Young Madam, let's go!"
Bai Xiao, holding onto Fu Xue's hand, felt somewhat safer. She asked Ling Mohan, "What was your purpose when you first approached me?"
