Whoosh!

Several men in black robes rushed out and directly blocked Mo Zongheng and others.

Mo Zongheng's face darkened and he shouted:

"Uncle Yuan!"

Uncle Yuan, the old guard who never left his side, appeared out of nowhere with an indifferent look on his face.

Uncle Yuan had long heard the commotion downstairs, but he just didn't show up.

With Su Mu here, he felt that he didn't need to show up at all.

Behind Chu Yingbai, there was also an old man in black robes. This was obviously an ancient martial artist of the Chu family.

The strange thing is that the old guy in Wuyi Lane was sweating all over and stayed where he was, not daring to move.

It's like being tapped on acupuncture points.

"Don't do it!"

Finally, the old guy yelled:

"Don't do anything, let... get out of the way."

The guard of the young master of Wuyi Lane walked over tremblingly, and then bowed deeply to Su Mu:

"My young master is ignorant and has offended you. I apologize to you on his behalf. Dare I ask you about your origin...?"

Su Mu smiled strangely and made a strange gesture with his hand.

The guards were thunderous and looked at Su Mu with horror on their faces:

"impossible!"

"You don't..."

The old guy's shrill voice was filled with deep fear, and his face was full of disbelief.

Su Mu glanced at him and shook his head at Mo Zongheng:
Chapter completed!