Not only were those three youths, but even others who were far away were inexplicably trembling with fear.
"Heh, I remember you just said you wanted my life, right? Now, the opportunity has come!"
In the next second, Chu Mo's eyes turned to Yang Zhe, a playful smile at the corner of his mouth as he spoke.
Yang Zhe's expression changed slightly, but soon, he sneered coldly: "Boy, do you think that just because you can kill those few people I brought, you think you're invincible?"
"In my eyes, you're nothing but an ant!"
"Is that so?"
Chu Mo's gaze quietly fixated on Yang Zhe, yet it gave off a domineering aura.
Previously, if Yang Zhe hadn't appeared here, Chu Mo might have just left.
But now, since Yang Zhe wanted to kill him, Chu Mo would never easily let go of anyone who wanted his life.
"Indeed!"
