The attacker stood there and watched as Mo Wen rushed over.
"Master, what do we do now?"
"Retreat first," the man said in a deep voice. He had lost 17 brothers tonight. These were all experts that he had personally trained. They had actually all been taken care of by Moh Yanchen.
It seemed that Moh Yanchen had been training his skills quite a lot over the years.
"Yes." The man recalled all those who were still alive and brought them away.
Mo Wen rushed over. His heart was still in shock. He clenched his fists tightly and said, "F*ck, he actually dared to attack the chief. This person simply doesn't want to live anymore."
His subordinates dealt with the scene. There was still one person who was still alive. It was Mo Qiu's medicine that had caused him to lose consciousness and was brought back by Mo Wen.
Looking at the battle techniques, he knew that Mo Qiu had returned. Things were much easier to deal with than he had imagined.
