The spirit of Abel, born for revenge...
After the other party casually said that, Li Fo's face, which had barely calmed down, suddenly twisted. He clenched his fists tightly, glaring at Mo like a beast about to break free from shackles, his eyes gradually bloodshot and ferocious, identical to John Martin when his true identity had been revealed by Xiao Island.
"Relax, I know what you're worried about."
Mo slightly shook his head, casually sitting on a black high-backed chair that had appeared behind him at some unknown point, and playfully supporting his cheek with his right hand he laughed, "You have a mature and sound mentality, unwavering perseverance, and a calm mind... so why worry about those trivial matters? Like the possibility of that man, seen as a thorn in the side by Sky Pillar Mountain, exposing your secrets."
The murderous look in Li Fo's eyes slightly subsided, but his trembling voice still contained hostility, "Why? Why do you know I am... Why should I trust you?"
