Mu Xun and Mu Xin regretted why they had shown up and sought him out directly; if they hadn't acted rashly and instead gone back to inform the Innate Martial Artists of the clan right away, the situation would have been different. But they couldn't be blamed—who could have expected that in Dafeng State City, a young man presumed to be a good-for-nothing would be this terrifying?
"You... why didn't you kill us? Are you trying to humiliate us?" Mu Xun, left with only one arm, miserably wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at Su Changkong in the distance with clenched teeth and said through gritted teeth.
Just now, Su Changkong could have killed them, but he had shown restraint; otherwise, they would have been dead already!
