With a cold shout, Chen Mo frightened Yang Cheng to the core.
During the martial arts segment, he was present as a spectator, and even three second-grade martial artists were no match for Chen Mo. How could he be an opponent for Chen Mo?
He was drenched in cold sweat, when a sudden inspiration struck him. True Qi surged in his palm, and he stammered, "D-don't come over, let me go, or I'll crush your brother's head, making him... die... without a complete corpse."
But in an instant, Chen Mo's figure vanished before his eyes. The next moment, his body was lifted off the ground, his face turning red.
"You... you..." His neck was grabbed and lifted by Chen Mo, making it hard for him to speak.
"Tell me, who sent you here?" Chen Mo didn't immediately resolve him but instead questioned the person behind Yang Cheng, slightly loosening his grip on Yang Cheng's neck to let him speak.
