Chapter 359

"Whether you made that weapon or not, these people would have eventually found their way here."

"Although our Mohist theory is universal love and non-aggression, it doesn't mean we can detach ourselves from this Jianghu."

Gao Jianli placed his hand on Xiao Zhuang's shoulder.

His gaze stared tightly at the figure outside.

"What are you saying? I don't know what you're saying at all."

The Great Master subconsciously wanted to deny this matter.

Unfortunately, Ying Mo had already found out the truth of the matter.

Looking at the Mohist Great Master who wanted to deny it, a flash of cold light crossed Ying Mo's eyes.

The figure flashed past quickly.

Before anyone could react, he directly pinched the Mohist Great Master's throat.

"Hand everyone over to me."

Ying Mo's voice was still that calm tone.

"I don't wish to repeat the same sentence again."

Ying Mo said quietly.

A flash of cold light also crossed the Great Master's eyes.

He reached out his hand, immediately grabbing Ying Mo's arm, wanting to use force to break free from his hand.

But no matter how much force he used, he couldn't shake the arm placed on his neck.

Looking at his posture, a contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of Ying Mo's mouth.

"I thought you had already recognized the gap between me and you."

The cold voice rang in the Great Master's ear, and the Great Master also stopped his struggling movements at this moment.

That's right, from the very first glance, he had already recognized the gap in strength between himself and this person.

He was completely unable to see through this person's depth.

Ying Mo's arm slowly increased its force, and the Great Master also felt a suffocating pain at this moment.

A blue-white color slowly appeared on his cheeks.

Clearly, if Ying Mo increased his force again, the Great Master would likely lose his life here.

Gao Jianli, hidden in the shadows, saw this scene and wanted to rush out without thinking.

The Great Master seemed to know they wanted to rush out, and his arm directly made a gesture.

Seeing this gesture, Duanmu Rong grabbed Gao Jianli's arm tightly.

"Don't."

"Everything is based on the Great Master's orders."

Duanmu Rong said.

"Let go, don't you see he's about to die?"

Gao Jianli's face turned completely cold.

He knew the Great Master chose to go out himself because he didn't want them to be injured at this person's hands.

But he also couldn't watch the Great Master die in this person's hands.

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"If you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish."

Seeing that the Great Master still hadn't spoken, the last bit of patience in Ying Mo's eyes had already been exhausted.

The force in his hand increased again, and at the same time, a powerful aura emerged from his body.

The Great Master slowly closed his eyes; he had originally thought he still had a chance to escape from this person's hands.

But after feeling this aura, his previous thoughts had already vanished into thin air.

The aura on this person made it impossible for him to escape from his hands at all.

The internal energy in his body rolled, but this seemed unable to affect the black-robed man before him at all.

It was as if there was a powerful force on his hand, suppressing the power in his body.

Just when the Great Master thought he was really going to lose his life on the spot today.

"927" A voice suddenly came from behind the rock.

"Let him go!"

"The one you're looking for should be me; let the Great Master go."

Xiao Zhuang, taking advantage of Duanmu Rong's attention being entirely focused on Gao Jianli, suddenly darted out from behind the rock.

His speed was too fast; even Duanmu Rong, who was not far from him, didn't react.

"Xiao Zhuang, come back."

"Don't go out."

Duanmu Rong and Gao Jianli shouted subconsciously.

But at that time it was too late; Xiao Zhuang's figure had already appeared before Ying Mo.

Ying Mo's gaze slowly moved to this young boy.

But the movements of his hand didn't pause at all, and the Great Master's face was becoming uglier and uglier.

"The weapon you mentioned, I made it."

"No matter what requirements you have, if the Great Master dies, none of us will agree to you."

Xiao Zhuang said hurriedly; he had already seen the Great Master's face becoming paler and paler.

If this continued, the Great Master might really die in this person's hands.

Ying Mo finished listening to the young boy's words, raised his brows slightly, and his hand loosened randomly.

The Great Master's body fell to the ground in response, leaving only faint gasping sounds.

"That weapon, you really created it."

Ying Mo's calm and slightly cold gaze fixed on the young boy.

When Xiao Zhuang felt this gaze shift over, his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

Because he felt that he was not a living creature in this gaze.

There was indifference toward everything in those eyes.

He knew.

It was entirely this person's strength that made him reveal such a gaze.

If there was someone in their Mohist school who was this person's match, he feared this person wouldn't reveal such a gaze either.

Xiao Zhuang bit his lips subconsciously, his gaze fixed tightly on the Great Master behind him.

"Why did you come out? Hurry back for me."

After his breathing became slightly chaotic, the Great Master soon returned to calm.

The moment he returned to calm, his sharp eyes saw Xiao Zhuang.

He said urgently.

Xiao Zhuang was just an abandoned infant he had picked up from outside; he had been by his side all these years, and they had long since developed a deep father-son bond.

He couldn't watch Xiao Zhuang die in this person's hands.

The Great Master's hand had already silently reached into his bosom; once this person had any unusual movements, he would definitely release the White Tiger.

The White Tiger would only appear when the Mohist school faced a life-and-death crisis.

But the Great Master couldn't care about so much anymore.

"No."

A flash of determination crossed Xiao Zhuang's eyes.

Every time, he was hiding behind this group of adults.

But this time, it was the trouble he had caused; he couldn't hide behind these people anymore.

"I know, Great Master, you, Sister Duanmu, and Gao Jianli are all thinking of me."

"But precisely because of this, I cannot hide behind you; this matter started entirely because of me."

The 15-year-old boy's eyes were already slightly red when he said these words.

— Author's Notes —

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