Mu Feiyu's eyes blazed with fury. He was so close to succeeding, so close to striking Shen Haoran down. He was about to have Shen Haoran under his foot, begging him for mercy! But just at the last moment, he was stopped by this youth who appeared out of nowhere. His rage burned, and he wished he could tear apart the stone-faced man in front of him!
However, the atmosphere below the stage was now incredibly strange. Upon seeing Long Mo's face, some of the older disciples' expressions darkened before they turned on their heels and fled. They looked as if they had just seen some kind of evil god or malevolent spirit!
"What's going on?" Some of the new disciples who had come to watch the show were completely dumbfounded. 'What the hell? Why is everyone running away?'
