Su Mo tapped the tip of his foot, his figure shooting forward like a bolt of lightning, reaching the man in an instant, his palm darting out to seize the man's left shoulder.
But when his five fingers clamped down, what he felt beneath them was not human flesh and blood, but a slick, slippery piece of ice, or perhaps a fish.
Before his finger strength could sink in, that shoulder had already slipped free.
When he looked up again, the Store Manager had already leapt more than ten zhang away.
Su Mo's eyes lit up:
"Fine movement technique. Store Manager, you hid your skill deep."
"Years ago in Donghuang, there were lowly thieves who tried to surround and kill a Store Manager and rob him.
"Young Alliance Leader Su doesn't really think that, after that, we could only hide away, does he?
"After all, even if you hid yourself without a single flaw, unless you never again meddle in the business of Da You Bank, you will always leave traces behind, to be known by others.
