Su Mo looked at the old man before him, who called himself Ji Canghai, and his eyes flickered slightly.
As expected of someone from the Ji Clan, he left not a drop of water leaking through in how he handled things, giving Su Mo no grounds to make trouble. And he seemed to have already concluded that Su Mo had come for the Ji Clan and wanted to return to warn them.
Su Mo thought for a moment, then nodded languidly, leaning back against the stone chair and slowly sipping his tea.
"A thousand slaps. Once you finish, I can let you go back to report..."
"This old servant obeys!" Ji Canghai turned and looked at the pale-faced Qi Shuo with a trace of contempt.
Ji Canghai sensed a supreme presence lurking in the shadows beside Su Mo all along. Against that presence, he could muster no thought of resistance.
It seemed that in the eyes of the person in the shadows, he was nothing more than an ant.
Even the Holy Maiden's guardian would probably be no match for that person...
Ji Canghai understood that Su Mo must be an Emperor Throne Incense from a supreme power no weaker than the Ji Clan. If today's matter was not handled properly, everyone would die here.
What was more, the other party had clearly come for the Ji Clan. He did not know whether Su Mo's Sect had an old feud with them.
Watching Ji Canghai approach him, Qi Shuo went pale again and stammered, "Elder Ji, my cousin sent you to guard my path. You can't hit me."
Ji Canghai looked coldly at Qi Shuo and said calmly, "I only promised the Holy Maiden that I would keep you alive."
"What I'm doing now is saving your life... I imagine