Both of them were taken aback, and Hua Cheng then cursed angrily, "What the hell are you spouting?"
"I'm not talking nonsense, because you won't live long!" Chu Mo said with sharp eyes.
"Damn it! How dare you curse me to die!"
Hearing that, Hua Cheng became extremely pissed off, cursed out loud, and then lunged ferociously towards Chu Mo.
Slap!
However, before he could reach Chu Mo, he was slapped and sent flying.
Bang!
Hua Cheng fell hard to the ground, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, his facial expression turned even grimmer.
"You... you dare to hit me!" Hua Cheng's eyes were brimming with ferocity as he glared at Chu Mo.
Hua Cheng was furious, but Chu Mo didn't care at all. Instead, he turned to look at Min Hui, scoffed coldly, and said, "You are weak and feeble, with a dark complexion, your acupuncture points are congested, and your womb has already begun to rot!"