Liu Mo obviously hadn't been mistreated.
Standing there, he was intently watching the duel in the arena.
The two Purple Gold Concave Maces were still carried on his back, weapons were not removed.
Su Mo curled his lips and said to Yang Xiaoyun, "This guy seems to have no idea he's been taken down by the Heavenly Blade Sect."
"Isn't that the truth? We turned over the Five Directions Gathering to find him, and he..."
Yang Xiaoyun also shook her head repeatedly.
The two took the opportunity to step over the high threshold of Wufeng Hall while everyone else was focused on the arena and approached Liu Mo.
Liu Mo was deeply engrossed in watching when he suddenly felt two people beside him, turning his head and was immediately startled.
"You…"
"Chief Liu seems in good spirits."
