Su Mo was momentarily at a loss for words, but with a slight turn of his eyes, he spoke up, "How about I tell you another truth?"
"What truth?"
As the two of them fled using their Qinggong, they casually held a conversation, with no impact on their speed.
Seizing the opportunity, Su Mo said:
"The Night Lord's schemes have, in fact, all been seen through by me.
"Even if the Night Lord had the ability to escape to the heavens today, stirring up trouble in Donghuang would be extremely difficult!! Why not give up now? If Su, the Chief of the Escort, spares your life, you can live out your years in peace, how about that?"
"Utter nonsense!!"
The Night Lord shouted angrily: "If you really knew..."
But he stopped speaking there.
The reason was simple: if Su Mo knew everything, how could he say such things now?
The more he said, the clearer it was that his knowledge was limited.
He wanted to draw out the truth from the Night Lord himself.