Feng Mingyu truly admires Mo Lin's fearless spirit.
Amazing...
It feels like there's nothing in this world that Mo Lin is afraid of.
Feng Mingyu has no doubt that if Kunxuan keeps babbling.
Mo Lin will definitely take action against him.
There will be no surprises.
Mo Lin pointed his long sword at Kunxuan.
The meaning was clear, if you want to interfere, then speak with strength.
Kunxuan took out a Fire Talisman, hesitated for a moment.
"Ah, the folly of youth! So impulsive..."
Kunxuan waved his hand and said, "I meddled in things I shouldn't have; I'll go.."
Afraid?
He wasn't really afraid.
It's just that four Nightmare Level ghosts are indeed tough to deal with.
And the long sword in Mo Lin's hand doesn't look simple either.
There's no guarantee that Mo Lin doesn't have other trump cards.
So Kunxuan chose not to engage.
Besides, he's old...definitely not as physically strong as Mo Lin.
Even if they fought, he wouldn't always have the upper hand.
