After hearing Chen Mo's words, Ouyang Nan knew he was stating the truth and showing the youngster's courage.
However, she wavered. On one side was the nephew-in-law she thought highly of; on the other were her family's Martial Artists, who also belonged to the Great Elder faction. Yet they were still her family's juniors, leaving her torn.
She did not want to lose either side and wanted both to be well. Unfortunately, you could not have both fish and bear's paw; she could only choose one. Ouyang Nan did not want to choose, and she fell silent for a moment.
Just then, a Big White Dough Ball closed to within three meters of the last Martial Artist. Its body swelled as it prepared to spit out threads and attack him.
In this situation, there was no room for hesitation. If he was attacked, someone would die. Those lagging Martial Artists were the weakest members of the team, which was why they had fallen to the rear.
Ouyang Nan could no longer hesitate. Chen Mo immediately said decisively, "Grand Aunt, take care of those few. I'll draw these Strange Beasts away. Don't worry, I'll come back."
As he spoke, he threw several pebbles at the Big White Dough Balls behind him and slowed down, dropping to the back of the group. "You guys, pick up the pace. I'll be responsible for drawing these Strange Beasts away."
"Puff!" The Big White Dough Ball had been about to spray out fine threads, but the stones arrived before it. It could only switch to defense and release a ring of Ice Crystal, directly freezing the stones.
That brief delay temporarily saved the last two Martial Artists.
The two Martial Artists at the rear were immediately moved beyond words.
Chen Mo secretly reveled in it.