Chen Mo slowly backed away, looking for a chance to flee while the Ancestor was not paying attention.
The Ancestor seemed not to notice Chen Mo's movements. Instead, he turned to Ma Li and said, "Take everyone back first, then come find me at the Back Mountain."
There were some things he did not want to say in public. Besides, he was currently in Malaysia and still held some reservations toward the local natives, though he did not want to make that too obvious. That was why he instructed Ma Li to take everyone back.
"Yes, Ancestor!" Ma Li nodded and agreed.
However, his expression was still somewhat unnatural. He was clearly still shaken by the experience. Chen Mo had nearly sent him to his death just now. He did not know the name Green Jade Sword, but he had seen that tiny shuttle-shaped Flying Sword appear directly before him and break through his defensive Talisman. If the Ancestor had not saved him, he might already have bled out within five steps!
He gave Chen Mo a deep look. He truly admired this youngster's strength. He had not expected young people these days to be so formidable!
In truth, his strength was about the same as Chen Mo's. But he had lost mainly because Chen Mo simply had more tricks up his sleeve and more methods of attack. Against opponents weaker than himself, like Weili and the others present, he could seize them with ease.
But when facing Chen Mo, whose strength was similar to his own, he felt constrained at every turn. Many times, he found it unbelievable himself. Their strengths were comparable, so why could he not defeat Chen Mo?
When Chen Mo saw Ma Li looking at him, he immediately smiled and pointed into the distance. "Oh?