"Quick, catch him!"
After a brief moment of stunned silence, Zhang Hong roared almost hysterically.
His shout immediately snapped everyone out of their shock at what had just happened, and they swarmed toward the Black-Clothed Man.
"Cough, cough, cough. I'll admit defeat this time, but I'll be back!"
The Black-Clothed Man coughed a few times, pushed himself up with both hands, and sprang to his feet. As the crowd surged toward him, he spoke coldly.
"Not good!"
"Everyone, be careful!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Seeing everyone charge at him, the Black-Clothed Man gave a mocking laugh and waved his hand.
In an instant, several sharp cracks rang out, and a cloud of choking black smoke suddenly billowed from the ground, blocking everyone's view.
By the time the smoke cleared, the Black-Clothed Man had vanished. The crowd stood where they were, exchanging bewildered looks.
"Damn it, he got away!"
Li Mo watched the scene, his heart heavy with disappointment. Remembering the Black-Clothed Man's words, his expression turned grave.
"Mo'er, are you all right?"
Zhang Hong sighed softly. Knowing everyone had done their best, he hurried over to Li Mo and asked with concern.
Li Mo shook his head. "I'm fine. Just a minor injury."
As he spoke, Li Mo looked at Su Chen with a complicated expression. His former junior brother had now surpassed him in strength.
They had Su Chen to thank this time. Otherwise, dealing with the Black-Clothed Man would not have been so easy.
Su Chen returned the treasure box to Li Mo. Li Mo opened it and saw that the ginseng was still inside, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Junior Brother, we owe you one!"
Li Mo turned to Su Chen, his face full of gratitude.
"Indeed. Thank you, Young Master Su!"
Zhang Hong had only