Gao Chuang couldn't believe what he had seen, Mo Xie this time slowly made his way towards him.
"Clan master!" The disciples approached together with the elders.
But Mo Xie merely waved his hand.
Vwoom!!!
"What's happening!"
"No!"
"Help!"
Everyone was blown away, some even wounded as they tried to resist the strong gust of wind.
Mo Xie ignored them, he then sat down in front of Gao Chuang: "I need answers, you can nothing do about it or die together with your whole clan."
Gao Chuang gritted his teeth: "My son, as soon as my son returns from his mission, he'll definitely haunt your whole family, kill every last member of your clan, ki-"
Pak!
He couldn't even finish his words, Mo Xie sent a slap.
Gao Chuang's head was almost sent flying, the sheer strength of Mo Xie's palm can kill him.