Chen Mo's casual attitude, along with what had happened to the Wang family, made Zhang Buhui, whose neck he was holding, shudder all over.
Zhang Buhui was still limp and powerless, unable to muster any strength. This was the result of Chen Mo's True Essence.
However, it did not affect his eyesight or any of his other senses. Even speaking was not a problem.
So, although Chen Mo was carrying him by the neck, it did not hinder his vision or thoughts in the slightest.
He watched Wang Yu and one of the Wang family elders, whom he had rarely seen but knew of, get kicked and sent tumbling to the roadside by Chen Mo.
Especially that Wang family elder—he was Houtian Layer Ten. When his own clan leader, also at Houtian Layer Ten, had lost to Chen Mo, Zhang Buhui had thought perhaps he had simply been careless.
But now, seeing a Wang family elder with Houtian Layer Ten strength still defeated by Chen Mo in a single move and toyed with so casually, he understood that this youngster carrying him was incredibly powerful and possessed an equally iron-hard disposition.
Looking at the blood at the corners of the Wang family members' mouths and their unconscious forms, Zhang Buhui hated himself all over again.
What kind of sins had he committed to run into this youngster? He simply did not treat Martial Artists like people, striking and killing them at will—and his strength was absurdly high.
His decision to rob the Huang family of Herbal medicine and Healing Pills had truly been hardheaded. One wrong step had led to another. Why had he not properly investigated the Huang family before robbing them?
At that moment, Zhang Buhui desperately wished time could turn back. He would first strangle Zhang Sheng