"Hehe."
Fu Cheng sneered coldly: "Young man, if your ability to boast was as strong as your actual power, then even if I, Fu Cheng, die today, I would accept it willingly."
"Don't just 'hehe' before me; whether I have the strength or not, you're about to find out."
Chu Mo raised an eyebrow, his voice indifferent.
"Young man, I noticed you outside the ancient tomb, indeed you have some arrogant capital, but do you really think no one is a match for you?"
"To tell you the truth, there are far too many stronger than you; they simply disdain to make a move against you!"
"Not to mention, there are numerous hidden experts like me."
"I advise you, it's best if you hand over all the treasures on you and this woman. I can leave your bodies intact."
Chu Mo didn't respond, his eyes quietly lifting.
Then, Chu Mo suddenly laughed: "My name is Chu Mo."
"Chu Mo?"
Fu Cheng frowned slightly, puzzled why Chu Mo revealed his name to him.
This name sounds so familiar!
After a long moment.