"They've really come to blows!"
Ji Mingfeng's expression changed, shock filling his face. "How dare he? He's at the peak of the True Man Realm, yet he's casting aside all dignity to bully a junior?"
He could barely stop himself from rushing forward.
But they were on the outer perimeter. To get closer, he would have to pass through those True Lords, and that was simply impossible. Offending a True Lord could get someone killed.
"With True Lord Qingshui here, he should stop it!" Senior Brother Zhai frowned gravely, though uncertainty tinged his voice. "How could this kid provoke Mo Xinghe and give him an excuse to strike? That's far too irrational!"
Venerable Qingyun narrowed her eyes slightly. Why did she feel that Fang Mo was deliberately provoking Mo Xinghe?
She glanced at True Lord Qingshui and saw that he had no intention of intervening. She, too, suppressed the thought of stepping in.
Venerable Gu Yu was even less likely to act. His expression was clearly unpleasant. Fang Mo was not merely offending Mo Xinghe; he was plainly mocking him as well. This boy had no respect for rank or seniority. It was only fitting to let Mo Xinghe seize this chance to suppress him.
"Fang Mo, if you're seeking death yourself, you can't blame anyone else!"
His gaze swept across the sky. Not a single person from Taichu Peak had stepped forward. A cold sneer flashed in his eyes. "Taichu Peak truly has declined. After losing Ling Cangyan, it no longer has anyone worthy of taking the stage!"
"You uneducated wretch, today this True Person will teach you the sect's rules!" Seeing that no one had stopped him—not even anyone from Taichu Peak—Mo Xinghe no longer had any reservations, secretly adding more force to his palm.
With this strike,