The eunuch had just reacted when the gray shadow approached him.
"Your life is forfeit!"
Gongsun Mo struck the eunuch's chest with a direct Black Sand Palm, sending him staggering back into the corner of the room.
"How can it be you?"
The eunuch looked at Gongsun Mo in disbelief; his feet were actually fitted with a pair of prostheses, allowing him to walk with ease.
"Brother, your legs?"
It was a scene the eunuch could never have dreamt of—Gongsun Mo was able to stand up in front of him, and even walk.
It was known that Gongsun Mo's legs were broken by people personally sent by the eunuch!
By now, Gongsun Mo naturally knew of his fellow disciple's hypocritical mask.
"How does it feel, surprised? Thanks to you, I can stand again, and moreover, I've mastered our master's Black Sand Palm."
After speaking, Gongsun Mo delivered another Black Sand Palm to the eunuch.
