Mo Lin tried his best to suppress the anger within, but he couldn't help but roar, "Enough, I don't want to argue with a woman like you. Scheming is really useless. Why are you still standing here? Aren't you going back to your Kao Shan Sect?"
"Let's go!"
Xiang Yi glanced coldly at Mo Lin, waved to the disciples of Kao Shan Sect kneeling on the ground, and left the Ascension Tower together.
After Xiang Yi left the Ascension Tower, Mo Lin had no mind to stay any longer. Though the death of his father made him somewhat sad inside, the anger had already overshadowed it, and he too left the Ascension Tower.
After leaving the Ascension Tower, he took off the president's attire and put on ordinary clothes, then rode a Windflow Steed directly to the outside of Qing Shui Street.
Just as he was about to go inside for a look, he heard several young men running past him, chatting with each other.