"Everyone, stop. Those venomous snakes didn't catch up with us. We're safe for now," Chen Mo shouted when he saw that the pursuing Line Reds had vanished.
After the three women stopped, Ouyang Nan turned back to Chen Mo's side. She glanced at Qian Zhenghao and asked, "A Mo, how is Qian Zhenghao?"
"He's fine. I gave him a Detoxification Pill. He should be alright after a while." After saying that, Chen Mo unsealed his Acupoint of Mute and tossed him onto the ground.
Qian Zhenghao had naturally heard Chen Mo's words, and he immediately relaxed. He lay flat on the ground without getting up, trying to recover from his recent fright.
But he had been unable to make a sound just moments ago, so he tensed up again and opened his mouth. "I said..."
Once he heard his own voice again, he finally let out a long breath. Yet his fear of Chen Mo deepened. He had never imagined that this youngster, merely a Houtian Layer Ten expert, possessed such methods. It was truly unheard of.
The Qian Family had several Xiantian Masters, after all, yet he had never heard of any Xiantian Master elder who could prevent someone from speaking.
Therefore, Chen Mo's method of silencing him made Qian Zhenghao even more awestruck.
Still, beneath that awe, he harbored a suppressed sliver of fury. He was no match for Chen Mo now, so he did not dare do anything. But once he returned, he would certainly tell Elder Qian all about this fellow and have his family elder avenge him.
He himself was only a Houtian Layer Eight Martial Artist, so revenge was impossible for him. Only Qian Ying, the elder of his family, had the ability and strength to retaliate.
*Eh? What's going on? Didn't he say