"Chen Gongfeng, we all know why you came to Kyoto this time. But I just want to ask one question: do you understand the Li Family?" Cang Zhihui asked.
"I suppose so. I had dealings with the Li Family last time, but we did not have much actual contact," Chen Mo said indifferently.
Cang Zhihui felt like twitching at those words. Not much contact, little understanding? Fuck, he really could lie through his teeth. As soon as Chen Mo arrived in Kyoto last time, he gave the Li Family three hard slaps, leaving them helpless and forcing them to bow their heads and admit fault.
The Li Family was no charitable household. As one of Kyoto's super Aristocratic Families, both its strength and conduct had been tempered through countless trials. Since they had suffered a loss, not seeking to recover it would definitely not be the bearing of a super aristocratic family! After taking such a huge loss, it would be strange if the Li Family did not retaliate. Yet Chen Mo was still alive and kicking.
Even Cang Zhihui had wondered, after receiving the documents, whether Chen Mo was even human.
After an accident at an altitude of ten thousand meters, he had still returned alive. It was truly something rarely seen in a lifetime. That showed the Li Family's preparations had already failed, so they would naturally have to face Chen Mo's retaliation. Of course, the Li Family would make preparations as well.
"Then you should know that apart from the Li Family's current four Xiantian Masters, there is another Xiantian Master," Cang Zhihui said.
"Oh? Are you referring to that Master at the Xiantian Third Order Peak?" Chen Mo asked with a frown. In truth, he did not particularly care about Martial Artists at the Xiantian Third