"Pick me up?"
Looking at the slightly eerie old man in front of him, Mo Xiao instinctively gripped the hilt of the Four Symbols Heavy Sword.
"Your alertness is not bad. No wonder you were able to kill Young Master Feiding, who was of a higher level."
The old man looked calmly at Mo Xiao, his gaze extremely cold, as if he could strike at Mo Xiao at any moment.
"What are you trying to say?"
Mo Xiao asked calmly. As long as this old man showed any signs of hostility, Mo Xiao would strike him down with one swing of the sword.
"Hehehe, Mr. Mo, no need to worry too much. I'm just here to pick you up. Please come with me."
The old man said, turning around and making a gesture of invitation to Mo Xiao, then slowly walked towards the manor.
Although the old man didn't do anything, Mo Xiao's brows furrowed even tighter.
"Kid, be careful. There are at least 20 people lurking nearby."
