Yan Yu subconsciously nodded her head.
"That man is coming up." Ye Mo saw the man crawl up the rope. He was very fast.
"Huh?!" Yan Yu stood up worriedly, but she soon calmed down. She had witnessed Ye Mo's power with her own eyes, it should be no problem for him to beat the person who killed her martial sister.
That grey-clothed man's herb basket was full. He seemed to have picked quite a lot.
When the man jumped on top of the cliff, he found Ye Mo and Yan Yu staring at him. He was shaken but reacted rapidly and took out a long sword.
"Why did you kill my martial sister?!" Yan Yu's eyes were red. She wanted to kill this person, but she knew she was no match for him.
"Little girl, I had mercy on you and let you go, yet you dared come back here. Don't blame me, you're seeking death yourself." The man smiled viciously and glanced at Ye Mo. He thought that Ye Mo was probably some help the little nun had called for.
