The voice from behind was not loud, yet, to the ears, it sounded like thunder rolling in the distance.
The old man and Huo Liao Yuan felt as if their entire bodies were being compressed by an invisible great hand.
Immobiling them completely.
Even though the person behind them had not made a move, nor shown a hint of malice.
They still felt a stiffening of bones, a feeling of no control over their own bodies.
As for answering his question, how could they answer?
Their minds were almost completely blank.
Su Mo gently shook his head, looking past the two of them to the Hidden Sword Hermit, who was sitting on the ground, attempting to trigger a device on his body.
He couldn't help but chuckle:
"Hermit, didn't you also say you were leaving? Yet now, aren't you still within the Hidden Sword Hut?"
"This..."
