The same second.
Chu Mo's gaze slightly lifted as he looked at the martial artists present, and coldly said, "Haven't you left yet?"
Faced with Chu Mo's domineering presence and authority, how could those martial artists dare to say another word?
Now, Chu Mo not killing them was already considered a great mercy.
Immediately, the martial artists at the scene, realizing the situation, reacted as if having survived a disaster, sweating and trembling, constantly retreating and fleeing in panic.
Seeing this scene, Chu Mo remained indifferent.
After all, the strength he had just displayed was truly overwhelming.
"Um... Chu Mo, thank you so much! But, shall we leave here first?" Yi Shuang suggested to Chu Mo.
"Alright!"
Chu Mo nodded.
Then, the four of them left the place together.
However, upon leaving, Yi Shuang's face started to look increasingly distressed along the way.
Soon, Yi Shuang squatted down in pain, her face turning extremely pale!
