"Alright then." Su Weidong wasn't scared in the slightest. After all, with Mo Huasong, the Crown Prince of Songhua Group, backing him up, what was there to fear?
Su Weidong unsheathed the Little Black Knife and slashed at the small car.
"Smack." The car was cleaved in half by the Little Black Knife.
Mo Lin's eyes widened in shock. "That, that's the Batian Master's Little Black Knife!"
"Sir, we do have some connection with the Batian Master. Could you please spare us?" Mo Lin said, bowing slightly. "Also, we're from the Mo family of Capital City, and that person behind us is our Mo Third Master."
The Mo family from Capital City was quite a formidable one, backed by a powerful super sect, and even the Batian Master was likely to yield to them a little face.
Didn't Pang Wenjun, back at Pang Family Villa, greet them with all smiles earlier?
Su Weidong rolled his eyes in response. "I don't know who the Batian Master is, and I don't care about any Mo family from Capital City."
