It really wasn't a good day to go out. Otherwise, he wouldn't have run into a pursuit while eating roast chicken at night, then come here to save people.
Had he known this, he wouldn't have let his sense of fellowship get the better of him. He had thought a tiny stronghold leader and a bunch of Ordinary People would be easy enough to wipe out with a flick of his hand.
He had never expected something like this to show up just as he was about to finish.
This was fucking like running into a ghost the moment he stepped outside. His luck was truly terrible.
Life was really unpredictable—shit just kept piling up!
Fine, sighing was useless. He still needed to figure out how to defeat the enemy before him in this battle.
In fact, Chen Mo's thoughts were somewhat similar to those of the man in the cloak.
The cloaked man was also feeling rather irritated.
Everything had gone well tonight, and all matters had proceeded according to his plans. He had come to this stronghold to obtain Medicinal Materials, but not only had he failed to get them, he had encountered such a formidable opponent. His calculations had been off.
Of course, if Chen Mo had merely saved people or done something else, the cloaked man would not have interfered or even cared.
But unexpectedly, this fellow had entered the stronghold and sent General Jialin away.
The moment he saw General Jialin's condition, he became extremely displeased.
There would have been no issue if Chen Mo had killed that man. But General Jialin was his lackey, and an especially obedient one at that.
That made the cloaked man furious. Even when beating a dog, one had to consider its owner. Chen Mo had so casually sent