"Alright then, you subdue them, so no more of our Mo family martial artists get hurt," the old patriarch of the Mo family looked at the injured martial artists, heartbroken.
That's money, after all.
It's not easy for the Mo family to train a martial artist. The bodyguards injured so many in an instant, even crippling some of their martial arts skills. This has caused their family's power to lag again.
Ever since Jindaoren and Mo Lin died, the strength of the Mo family has not been as before.
Now with many martial artists disabled and injured, it's undoubtedly adding insult to injury.
Therefore, the old patriarch of the Mo family wanted Mo Ying to take action directly, to avoid any more injuries or deaths among their martial artists. The Mo family couldn't afford more losses.
Mo Ying nodded, just when he was about to fly over to deal with the female bodyguard, a voice came from outside: "Stop!"
As soon as the voice fell, dozens of martial artists flew towards the Mo family.
