The man had originally wanted to spout a few more arrogant lines, something like, "Where the hell did you crawl out from? Do you know who I am?"
Not even bothering to weigh your own strength before playing the hero and saving the beauty?
But when he saw the terrifying look in Chen Mo's eyes, he was immediately too frightened to utter such brazen words.
It was as though a dreadful, blood-colored world lay hidden within those eyes.
If he said anything reckless, this man really would kill him.
A wise man did not fight when the odds were against him.
He would get through this immediate crisis first. Or perhaps he could invoke his father's name and scare him off.
The man said in a deep voice, "My father is Wang Qianchi, a Protector of the Mo Ying Guild. I am his only son, Wang Qianqiao. If you leave now, I may consider forgetting that slap and pretending none of this ever happened."
Before he could finish speaking,
another invisible slap of air struck his face. The crisp sound rang especially loudly through the silent night.
That slap left Wang Qianqiao's head buzzing.
Luo Li, standing nearby, also raised her delicate brows in stunned disbelief.
Who was this person?
He was not even afraid of a Protector of the Mo Ying Guild?
Even if he were a Heavenly Sovereign, he should not dare to be this arrogant, right?
After all, the Mo Ying Guild was notoriously protective of its own.
If he summoned an elder from the Elders Hall of the Mo Ying Guild,
then the consequences...
"You—" That slap sent blood pouring from Wang Qianqiao's mouth and knocked out several of his teeth.
This blow finally enraged Wang Qianqiao. He said indistinctly, "Who the hell are you? If