Li Hao had sunk into deep thought again; Mo didn’t interrupt him. She’d discovered that the young man in front of her liked to contemplate things. Perhaps it was how he’d become an exalted emperor at such a young age. He was a young man who liked to think.2

That was good!0

She liked youngsters who were academic and bookish, but… he wasn’t a simple nerd, was he? This trip was depicting him as someone who thought a bit too much. Any random word easily sent him into deep contemplation. It would not be good for this to happen during battle.1

At the same time, it was tough for Mo to imagine how he might fight. Maybe… he was all looks with no skill to his name?0

That possibility quite disappointed Mo. She didn’t want the young man in front of her to be an empty vase. But if he only knew how to barge around like the rest of the martial brutes around her, that would rather shatter her illusions as well.0

This was an irritating experience!1

Li Hao clearly wasn’t in the mood to pay attention to whatever Mo was agonizing over. He was contemplating a number of other matters. The conversations that he’d had with these exalted emperors along the way had been a new experience....0