The figure, who turned out to be Grandpa Ten Mo, showed an apologetic expression as he cupped his fist and said with a bow.
"Third Young Master, please do not be angry. We have been tracking these assassins since they had secretly entered the Cult, so there was no harm to the Third Young Master's life."
Xiao Mo's expression still seemed calm as he glanced at the sky. Mei-Mei had already killed two of the four figures, their bodies hung loosely in the air as they were held up by two red Sword Qi impaled in their chests.
The other two were trying to escape, but the space surrounding them was locked down by an invisible force.
Judging by the shockwave coming from their fight, Xiao Mo estimated that those four individuals' strengths had reached the initial stages of the Grandmaster Realm. His calm eyes couldn't help but gain a faint amount of killing intent.
