Mo Haiping had finally managed to undo his acupressure points. He kicked open the cabinet door and crawled out.
Every muscle in his body ached. Being confined in such a tiny space for so long had left his limbs, shoulders, neck, wrists, and ankles painfully stiff and inflexible.
But today, he had finally found out who that bastard was that kept plotting against him!
Mo Haiping slowly stretched his neck and limbs, gritting his teeth. "Bastard! Ming Disha! Don't let me see you. If I do, I'll definitely..."
"Definitely what?"
Ming Disha came up from behind him.
Mo Haiping cried out in fright!
He nearly jumped straight into the air!
Given his cultivation, for someone to appear behind him without a sound, that person's Lightness Skill had to be T1 level.
Mo Haiping turned around and saw a dried-up old man. He was short and monkey-like, with two curved blades strapped to his back, three wisps of goatee, and eyes full of ruthlessness and cunning.
Mo Haiping narrowed his eyes. "You must be the Nine-Lives Demonic Fox, Ming Disha?"
Ming Disha nodded and slung an arm around Mo Haiping's shoulders.
Mo Haiping went insane!
The man who had been standing right in front of him a second ago was suddenly beside him with one raised arm wrapped around his shoulders!?
Was that Lightness Skill or magic!?
Mo Haiping twisted his head around and stared at Ming Disha in shock.
Ming Disha looked at him expressionlessly. "You've seen me. What are you going to do about it?"
Mo Haiping's mouth twitched. "This junior is the eldest son of the Mo Family. Senior has repeatedly made things difficult for this junior. Isn't that rather lacking in fairness?"
Ming Disha thought about it. "I came in openly and honestly. You people couldn't see