Wang Yufan was stunned when he heard the voice and looked down in the direction it came from.
In Wang Yufan's eyes, a pitch-black figure with messy hair stared intently at him, as if a furious blaze was about to erupt.
"Uh, what are you, staring at me for?" Wang Yufan asked.
"Damn it, I'll kill you." Li Mo completely lost his mind, raising a crescent moon scimitar and directly slashing towards Wang Yufan.
Everyone else present shivered at this sight.
Because from the way Wang Yufan had appeared, they knew that the young man standing in the void above their heads was definitely not ordinary, and Li Mo had just happened to run into him.
The fate of Li Mo now was something they dared not imagine; they had already prepared for the scene of Li Mo's corpse being left in the wilderness.
But in the next moment, in their eyes, Li Mo actually knelt directly in the void.
He said, "Great-grandfather, is that you? Your grandson misses you so much."
