"Things were heating up?" Dongfang Zhuo looked at Jun Mochen and could not help giving him a thumbs-up in his heart.
For Jun Mochen to dare speak to Ling Canglan, who possessed Immortal Level combat power, like that, he was either courting death or had something to rely on.
That was good too. It would make people even less likely to notice him.
Dongfang Zhuo secretly continued backing away. He had to flee. He was certain that today's matter could not possibly end peacefully.
He only needed to escape for a while and lie low. Then he would possess strength enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with Ling Canglan.
At that time, he would not need to explain anything about what had happened today.
Ling Canglan looked at Jun Mochen, astonishment appearing on his face. Jun Mochen dared to oppose him?
How did he dare?
"Good, good, good!" Qin Luo clapped his hands, looking as though he were enjoying a show.
"Jun Mochen, you're something else! Very good!"
"I have to give you a thumbs-up. I've decided that if you fall into my hands, I'll give you a chance and spare your life!"
Jun Mochen snorted disdainfully at Qin Luo's sarcastic words. If it had not been necessary, who would be willing to protect Qin Luo's miserable life?
"Are you sure you are speaking to this Hall Master?" Ling Canglan looked down at Jun Mochen, the imposing aura of a Marquis Rank expert forcefully pressing down around him.
"Young Master..." Mang Ya let out a low roar and stepped forward, standing before Jun Mochen. Before he could finish speaking, Ling Canglan's aura had already enveloped him.
Boom! Mang Ya felt his vision abruptly turn pitch-black. He could see nothing, and he could not even finish his sentence.
Pfft! He spat