At this moment, Huo Yuan's face had already hardened, filled with endless fear.
"You... don't kill me, I surrender, I really surrender! Please, don't kill me!"
Huo Yuan's voice trembled uncontrollably, as the terror deep inside him spread continuously.
His complexion was very pale, his lips were turning dark, and his legs kept shaking.
He believed that if Chu Mo wanted to kill him, it would just be a fleeting thought.
Everyone couldn't believe this was all real; this young man, about twenty-some years old, had frightened the Family Head Huo to the point of being scared out of his wits.
"Do you remember what I just said?" Chu Mo smiled faintly and said softly.
Crack!
Without any hesitation, Huo Yuan clenched his teeth, and both of his fists alternated, smashing down.
Ah!
A piercing scream sounded, and in an instant, both arms were crippled by Huo Yuan himself.