Su Mo nodded, struck the fire stick, and with a gentle blow, the flame burst into life. He then set fire to the corpse, glanced at the severed head, casually picked up a wooden stick, and dragged the head closer to the flames to burn as well. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief.
His movements were so practiced and smooth that they shocked all the women present.
This ease, how many times must he have disposed of bodies to be so effortlessly slick?
When they raised their eyes to look at him again, their gaze held a touch of fear towards Su Mo.
With a smile, Su Mo bowed with his hands clasped and said, "I have yet to ask who you ladies might be..."
"Chu Qiuyu of Lengyue Palace, and these are my junior sisters..."
Chu Qiuyu's face showed a hint of sorrow as she spoke, "Our journey in Jianghu was intended for practice only. Yet we didn't expect to encounter this man near the Jiyang Ferry.
