Ye Mo smiled and could tell that this woman was no ordinary person. At the very least, she was an ancient martial arts cultivator, and she was at the yellow level primary stage.
The police were about to attack Ye Mo, when the woman waved her hands to stop them, as though waiting for Ye Mo to reply.
"Yes, I did. But to me, this isn't a beating, because if I actually beat them, they would only be exhaling now and not inhaling anymore," Ye Mo said in contempt.
The woman frowned as her eyes sharpened, "Aren't you very cocky."
Ye Mo smiled casually, "If you want to fight without asking why, I will be more cocky than you can imagine."
Ye Mo was ready to fight the woman, because he knew that those who cultivated ancient martial arts followed the law of the jungle and liked to talk with their fists more than him. However, this woman didn't attack and frowned upon seeing how fearless Ye Mo was.
