Nangong Jianchen was completely dumbfounded: "What's this all about?"
"Since we need to remain in the shadows, we must be thoroughly 'dark.' From now on, you and I are strong cultivators of the Cyan Cloud Sect, enemies of the Divine Sword Sect,"
Mo Shiyi finished speaking, with a cunning glint in his eyes: "What do you think those Hundred Sects powerhouses, who harbor ill intentions towards Junior Brother Ye, will think when they sense the Cyan Cloud Sect aura on us?"
Without giving Nangong Jianchen a chance to respond, Mo Shiyi continued: "They'll assume we're also looking for a chance to eliminate Junior Brother Ye, and they'll consider us as 'one of their own.' Wouldn't that make it easier for us to identify those scoundrels for Junior Brother Ye?"
"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind?" Nangong Jianchen's eyes lit up upon hearing this, but soon he looked at Mo Shiyi with a peculiar expression: "How did you get these things?"
