He slipped into a room, casually took out a camping lantern, and lit up the entire place.
Two men had originally been sitting inside, drinking and chatting.
When Chen Mo had probed with his Spiritual Sense, their conversation had revealed that their status was much higher than that of the others in the courtyard.
After studying, Chen Mo had become fairly proficient in Siamese. At the very least, he could understand it and speak it.
The two fellows were around forty, slightly overweight, with sturdy muscles and distinctly Siamese features. However, neither of them looked like a good person. Their faces carried a gloomy, sinister air.
But ever since Chen Mo had activated the formation, they had been affected by it and were now sitting quietly on the sofa with strange smiles on their faces. Combined with their appearances, those smiles looked rather ridiculous.
The two should have been the managers of the entire courtyard. Judging from their bearing, the layout of the buildings, and the interior of the room, the fact that they were sitting here drinking and chatting at this hour showed that they were minor Leaders.
Of course, they definitely were not major Leaders. At this hour, the real person in charge was probably enjoying himself with a girl in his arms.
The coffee table before them was covered in wine and meat. They seemed to be living quite well. Each of them also had two guns on and beside him. Their vigilance was impressive; even while drinking and eating, they remained alert.
However, Chen Mo's formation attack was simply too advanced for them to defend against. Especially for Ordinary People like them, there was no way they could resist a Cultivation of Immortality practitioner's methods.
Chen Mo had come here to interrogate these two fellows. Through