Su Mo gave a disdainful smile and said, "Lin Langtian, I call you Eldest Senior Brother only to give you face. If I do not give you face, you are not even worth dog shit!"
Su Mo's eyes brimmed with mocking amusement, but his thoughts raced. Lin Langtian was his chance to escape.
The thin old man beside them was incredibly powerful, absolutely beyond anything Su Mo could contend with. Escaping directly would be difficult.
Only by fighting Lin Langtian and capturing him at the fastest possible speed would Su Mo have a chance to get away.
"Courting death!"
A murderous glint flashed through Lin Langtian's eyes. He said coldly, "Today, I will teach you how to behave!"
As soon as his words fell, Lin Langxuan flashed forward and threw a punch.
Lin Langxuan had already been very close to Su Mo. In the blink of an eye, he arrived before Su Mo, his fist shooting straight at Su Mo's shoulder.
Lin Langxuan knew Su Mo could not be killed and still had to be taken back to their master, Huangfu Qing. Therefore, he did not attack Su Mo's vital points.
Yet this punch was still no trifling matter. The vast fist force remained condensed rather than dispersing, entirely gathered upon his fist, its power reaching the extreme.
As the punch flew out, the space before him immediately shattered. The pale yellow fist pierced through the void, sweeping through everything in its path.
Su Mo smiled, a cold curve rising at the corners of his mouth. If the other man had fought him from afar, capturing him might have required some effort. Yet the man had actually delivered himself right into Su Mo's hands.
Spreading his palm, Su Mo reached out and grabbed at Lin Langtian's fist.
Su Mo's palm