Chu Mu stood there quietly, holding a bloodstained dagger in his hand, his gaze coldly fixed on the two. Mo Ye stood beside him, its eyes as cold and indifferent as Chu Mu's. The blood on Mo Ye's claws did not dry, dripping onto the green grass one drop at a time.
"Luo Chen was really careless. He knew it was a life-and-death battle, but he naively thought that you would only use soul pets to attack." Looking at the bloodstained dagger in Chu Mu's hand, Zhou Shengmo forced himself to calm down and spoke casually, "But, that kind of trash is better off dead so I don't have to guard against him."
The expression on Tang Xian's face became even more gloomy. Chu Mu must have hidden his true strength to be able to kill Luo Chen, who ranked in the top ten in the Strength Ranking.
Moreover, by now, the other two, Ma Zhi, who were guarding the outer periphery had not appeared. It was obvious that Chu Mu must have killed them as well.