Honestly, Zhou Feilong really didn't want to beg Chu Mo.
But, watching Master Fang die right in front of him, he couldn't bear it.
Only because, this expert is a rare find in a century, although not as strong as Chu Mo, he had helped the Long Martial Hall establish a lot in these years.
If, at this time, he were to be killed by Chu Mo, it would undoubtedly be a huge loss for Long Martial Hall.
"Please, let me go! I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have tried to act tough with you, let alone raise a hand against you..."
At this moment, the white-haired elder also pleaded with a full face.
Seeing this scene, everyone present immediately despised him.
Previously, this white-haired elder was quite arrogant, even boasting in front of others that his combat experience was a hundred times stronger than Chu Mo.
Now, he had become an ant that could easily be crushed by others!
"Trash!"
