Chen Mo was the cautious and careful sort by nature.
Mostly because of his family background, combined with his parents' upbringing, he usually did not cause trouble and was extremely careful in everything he did, afraid of making mistakes.
Even after becoming a cultivator and surpassing far too many people in strength, he remained the same. A personality formed from childhood was truly difficult to change.
Now, he could tell that the man in the cloak was a skilled hand and not someone easy to deal with. Therefore, to be safe, while the two of them dealt with this rabble, he secretly employed a small trick.
He knew that after he and the cloaked man sent off these armed personnel, they would inevitably have another battle.
His thoughts were the same as well. He mainly wanted to see exactly what that cloak was, or perhaps it really was the cloak he had guessed it might be.
However, during his recent clash with the cloaked man, Chen Mo had discovered that compared to him, he was slightly inferior in strength, speed, and even defense.
That meant that in a conventional fight, it was impossible for him to defeat the cloaked man.
He truly had not expected to encounter such a powerful opponent in a rundown mountain stronghold. It made Chen Mo sigh inwardly that he had somewhat underestimated the people of the world before.
This trip had not only allowed him to see many sights he had never seen before, but also made him understand that although cultivators possessed great strength, they were not invincible.
Some people were even far stronger than he was. If he had not been so cautious, he might have been injured or killed.
For example, with his current strength, even if he used every means at