The name Qin Mo caused the trio Wei Wu to instinctively stop.
"Sixth Senior Brother, what's going on again?"
"That little thief rushed into the source mist at high speed!"
The trio suddenly realized.
The words 'high speed' were enough to prove that the little thief Xie Tian was courting death.
But the trio Wei Wu felt a bit puzzled.
Because from Qin Mo's voice, they heard astonishment and certainty, but no joy at all.
A little thief seeking death, shouldn't that be joyous?
It should.
Yet, upon reflection, the trio Wei Wu did not feel any sense of joy.
"Where are Fu, Fu Pan and the others?"
This question nearly trembled out from the mouths of the four simultaneously.
Then, silence ensued.
"Probably lured away by the little thief's tricks again!" Qin Mo said coldly, "Furthermore, the trio Fu Nie was certainly hoodwinked by him as well, hmph!"
There was no other explanation.
The trio Wei Wu nodded repeatedly and looked towards the Great Roc's Wings nearby.
