The Young Master of the Cloud Sect frowned. "What do you mean?"
Su Mo shook his head mildly:
"I know you want to make trouble for me, but..."
"You chose the wrong place..."
The Young Master of the Cloud Sect's expression changed, but he did not understand what gave Su Mo such confidence. None of them had their cultivation here, and he had numbers on his side.
"What do you mean? Do you really think you can stop so many of us?" the Young Master of the Cloud Sect asked coldly.
"I advise you to behave and do as you're told. This isn't your Ninth Realm. Without national fortune power, what can you do?"
"As for your grievances with my Cloud Sect, they will be settled once you return to the Cloud Sect with me..."
Su Mo looked at him coldly and said pointedly, "If this were the Ninth Realm, it might be a little more troublesome..."
"Besides..." Su Mo turned toward the others. "Including the Thunder Sect Elder, there are only three of you... As for them..."
The Young Master of the Cloud Sect looked at the others. Though they were shocked by Su Mo's identity, none showed any intention of backing his words.
"Hmph!" The Young Master of the Cloud Sect snorted coldly. He knew these people had not fully believed what he had said.
They were still questioning Su Mo's identity...
"Even if there are only three of us, none of us have our cultivation here. What makes you think you can resist us?"
A trace of impatience appeared in Su Mo's eyes. Though he had no seven thoughts, he still felt a hint of irritation.
Just as the Young Master of the Cloud Sect was about to speak again, Su Mo suddenly vanished from his sight.