Mo Ci raised her head, gazing at Sikong Ling.
Thinking of the arrogant demeanor Sikong Jing had shown at the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, she couldn't help but feel a murderous intent in her eyes, but she immediately withdrew it, revealing a faint expression.
"Wang Ge, it's rare for sisterhood among disciples to be deep."
"Don't worry, your Senior Sister Wang Qing is on a mission and should be back after some time."
At this point, Mo Ci's eyes narrowed slightly.
She clearly knew that Wang Qing had been blasted into pieces by Sikong Jing's sword and was dead beyond any doubt, but Mo Ci wouldn't tell Sikong Ling, nor would she reveal anything about the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace just yet.
Mo Ci was even more aware of how much Sikong Ling hated Wang Qing.
Yet she pretended not to know and even purposely mentioned their deep sisterly bond.
In doing so, she could stabilize Sikong Ling's emotions and ensure that her "Supreme Forget Love Technique" remained unshaken.