This was way too damn much!
The man in the cloak grumbled in frustration.
He had been staring at Chen Mo's back for quite a while. Especially as an old man—an old man several hundred years old—staring at another man's backside was practically enough to give him corns.
But he truly could not figure out how Chen Mo kept pulling out weapons and even other things from behind his back. Did this youngster have some kind of treasure strapped to his back?
Just now, he had put away a short blade behind his back, then pulled it out again—and it had become a long sword!
This was just too bizarre. How had such a long sword been hidden away?
Was Chen Mo treating him like an idiot? He kept taking things out one after another. There had to be something fishy going on!
Just as the cloaked man's gaze was fixed on Chen Mo's back, the long sword Chen Mo had drawn sliced through the air and appeared directly before him.
Fortunately, the cloaked man reacted quickly and moved well. Even in that situation, he managed to twist his wrist and raise his metal mace sideways, letting the long sword strike it.
With a clang, the Green Jade Sword collided with the golden mace, instantly cutting the mace cleanly into two.
Against the golden mace, the Green Jade Sword won completely. It sliced through with incomparable smoothness, and the sound it made was not crisp metal-on-metal ringing, but a dull thud.
However, the cloaked man moved quickly enough to twist aside and avoid the edge of the Green Jade Sword, escaping the attack.
"Hm?" The cloaked man cried out in surprise, then instantly stepped aside. With a sweep of his cloak, he covered his body.
Chen Mo swung the Green