"My name is Pang Hai."
"Actually, I'm just a con artist."
"I don't have any real skills; I can just talk a good game, and then, I know a little bit of Daoist magic."
Just as Pang Hai got to this point, Chu Mo sneered and said, "Clarify it for young master, do you or do you not know Daoist magic!"
"No... not really."
Slap!
Chu Mo directly gave him a slap across the face and said coldly, "Do you know it, or not?"
"No... I don't!"
This time, Pang Hai learned his lesson and didn't dare to deceive Chu Mo with even half a word.
"Then tell me, who sent you to deceive Yang Hui's parents?" Chu Mo asked coldly.
"It was... it was them!"
Pang Hai hesitated for a moment, but immediately pointed at Yang Dequ and Ma Li.
"Hehe! Alright, seeing as you're being so honest, young master will not be too harsh on you. Get lost." Chu Mo waved him off.
"Thank you, Grandpa, for sparing my life..."
"Thank you, Grandpa, for sparing my life..."
