"Go on, go on."
Su Mo waved his hand, allowing him to leave, and added a reminder:
"Remember to take off your night clothes; be careful not to be caught directly by Mu Shanshan's men."
"Then I'll just go to the dungeon and sleep... the Chief can save me tomorrow."
"..."
Su Mo was momentarily at a loss for words.
Meanwhile, the Sihai Dragon Heads were distinguishing these four people one by one.
However, their connection with the Eight sects wasn't close, so they couldn't recognize their identities.
All they could do was marvel:
"Indeed, the Hall Master is unfathomable, predicting they would have tricks tonight.
"He conveniently captured these four again.
"Speaking of which, we should ask Shui Wuchang who these people are later."
"We don't need to concern ourselves with who they are; I'm more interested in knowing from them... how many of their people are within the Four Divisions?"
While speaking, Su Mo approached the man who stabbed his chest earlier.
