Mo Haiping could not get a read on it. He had no idea what this old geezer was trying to do.
But it was obvious that this old geezer's strength had reached a level beyond his comprehension.
His actual combat data was unknown.
According to the latest battle reports, he had exchanged a few moves with Fatty Liu at the foot of the mountain. In Fatty Liu's own words:
"Don't ask. It's damn annoying."
Fatty Liu had undergone two surgeries and was still recovering. He refused to discuss what had caused his injuries.
But insider rumors from veteran Liu Manor personnel said the matter was inseparable from Ming Disha and Old Daoist Mo.
That made intelligence on Old Daoist Mo extremely important.
When asked about Old Daoist Mo, he became highly agitated and difficult to control.
When asked whether Ming Disha was formidable, he said Ming Disha was. Then he was asked who was stronger, Ming Disha or Fatty Liu.
Old Daoist Mo looked at Mo Haiping and said calmly, "Let me put it this way. While Fatty Liu is asleep, if Ming Disha wants to cut off his manhood, he doesn't even need to do it himself. He can bring someone else in. And neither that person nor Fatty Liu will wake up, notice, or scream until after a scream has already happened."
They had also asked Lu Chengwen and the other two brothers.
The three brothers clearly did not want to talk much and answered perfunctorily.
Lu Chengwen's stance was simple. "Avoid provoking him if you can. If he provokes you, you should still avoid provoking him whenever possible. As for the rest, it wouldn't be convenient for me to disclose it."
Long Aotian glanced around furtively to make sure no one was nearby, then said with a