Wasteland's Prosperity, A Hymn to Courage!
This was an issue that could not be ignored.
Luo You remained silent, his gaze deep and profound as his mind involuntarily replayed every moment since he had met Su Mo.
At the beginning, this uncle who had suddenly appeared from who knew where had indeed seemed suspicious.
His appearance had come without the slightest warning, as if he had dropped from the sky. Although Su Mo had truly saved Luo Jiao and later helped them out of trouble on the river, these actions could not completely conceal his motives, which he had never explained, or his strange ability that seemed to see through every secret.
Thinking back on it, Luo You had to admit that he had indeed developed murderous intent toward Su Mo at the time.
It had been instinctive vigilance and wariness. Especially when Su Mo had calmly revealed that he was studying the languages of foreign races, Luo You's murderous intent had reached its peak.
At that moment, he had already begun calculating how to eliminate this potential threat without making a sound.
Unfortunately, reality was always filled with helplessness and variables.
The gap in strength between the two sides had simply been too great. Since the other party had dared to hand them guns directly, he must have been utterly confident. Moreover, Luo Xiang had been led by Su Mo to kill Old Ma in the Reed Marsh, forcing the whole family into a desperate situation. They could only abandon all their wild ideas.
Otherwise, Luo You could not guarantee that he would not have acted that night, attempting to resolve this unsettling mystery.
As for what came after that, once they had left the Hoshino Alliance's territory, Luo You could only temporarily suppress all his thoughts.
Regardless of