Anyone marked by the Mo Family Signal, wherever they might be, would face an unrelenting hunt by the Mo Clan of Salt City-a hunt that would end only in death.
As an elder of the Mo Clan of Salt City, Mo Yun naturally had the right to possess a Mo Family Signal.
What Mo Yun had never expected, however, was that he would end up using it on a boy.
"That thing is rather interesting."
At those words, a glint flashed through Su Tian's eyes. His expression remained as still as an ancient well, without the slightest ripple. The corners of his mouth lifted as he chuckled.
To be honest, Su Tian did not take this so-called Mo Family Signal seriously at all.
The Mo Clan of Salt City might have been a considerable deterrent to others, but in Su Tian's eyes, a mere clan in Salt City was nowhere near enough to threaten him.
Even setting Hai Bodong aside, Qing Mu alone had more than enough strength to wipe the Mo Clan from Salt City in an instant.
"Boy, I'll be waiting for you in the Yellow Springs! Provoking the Mo Clan of Salt City was the worst decision you ever made. You'll regret it!"
Seeing that Su Tian's expression remained calm, Mo Yun assumed he was merely putting on a brave face. His laughter grew even more deranged, and a savage gleam flickered in his eyes as he stared at Su Tian.
"Treasure what little time you have left! Hahahahaha!"
"What a racket!"
Listening to Mo Yun's crazed laughter, Su Tian knitted his brows, impatience appearing on his face. He looked at Mo Yun's swelling body in midair and snorted coldly.
The next moment, a powerful blast of force shot from Su Tian's left hand.
Whoosh...
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