Chu Mo sat there smiling, looking entirely at home.
A deathly silence filled the Daoist Grounds.
Over a dozen Taboos froze as one, staring incredulously at that familiar face. When had he arrived? They had not sensed a thing!
"You!"
The Taboo in the last seat cried out in horror, jerking his hand back and clutching the Command Token tightly.
"Oh dear, what a shame. You caught me."
Chu Mo smacked his lips. Though he spoke of regret, his face showed none whatsoever. He raised his eyes toward the figure at the head of the Daoist Grounds.
[Level 55 · Bitter End (World Boss)]
Their gazes met, and the atmosphere within the Daoist Grounds abruptly froze.
"You are Youxuan?" Bitter End asked, his voice cold. "You have some nerve, barging into my Daoist Grounds alone. Are you not afraid you will never leave?"
Chu Mo smiled faintly and replied at leisure, "Afraid? Why should I be afraid? A mere barbarian scoundrel-what is there to speak of?"
He stood and surveyed the Taboos around him, whose expressions varied, before finally resting his gaze on the Command Token. "You have studied it for so long and still learned nothing. Evidently, you lack the brains. Why not let me lend you a hand?"
"Arrogant!"
"Insolent!"
"You overestimate yourself!"
The Taboos erupted in fury, roaring one after another.
Yet despite their incessant clamoring, every one of them remained firmly seated, making no move. They merely stared daggers at Chu Mo, as though their eyes alone could kill him.
Bitter End's gaze grew fathomless. "Since my birth, no one has ever dared speak to me that way."
He closed his hand, and the golden Command Token abruptly vanished. When it reappeared, it lay in his palm. "It seems you know of this object