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The scar-faced man decisively closed his mouth.
Su Mo then cupped his fist towards the young man in white: "Thank you for earlier."
"Where, where."
The young man in white hurriedly mimicked the gesture: "It's what we should do, as fellow martial artists, we can't stand by and watch them bully the weak with their strength."
The conversation between the two was because Su Mo did not retract the deadly poison spilled towards the guests just now.
It was the young man in white.
His background is unknown, yet his martial arts contain some other mystery.
The scar-faced man reached out to throw hidden weapons and propel the poison, trying to take the opportunity to escape.
Su Mo intended to disperse the poison himself, but before he could start, he saw the young man in white grab with a single palm, and the poison floating in the air instantly fell into his palm.
