"Kid, there's no end to your arrogance!"
"Too arrogant! You look down on us too much!"
"Since he wants to die, we'll send him to his grave!"
"..."
The disciples of the Scorching Sun Sect yelled one after another, all wearing expressions of distaste.
Being disciples of the Scorching Sun Sect, they had never met anyone who dared to look down on them or their sect.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
More than 20 disciples rushed out at once, besieging Su Mo.
"This kid is dead! Even if he doesn't die, he'll surely be crippled!"
"Let's move further away."
The crowd took several steps backward, making space for the fight.
"Senior Brother Su..."
Zhou Xin, Niu Xiaohu, and Li Feng clenched their teeth in anxiety. They were about to rush up to lend Su Mo a hand.
"Stay where you are."