C814 CHAPTER814
C814 CHAPTER814
The dozen over Mo Clan martial practitioners behind him were also extremely ashamed and resentful. Their eyes were on the verge of erupting with flames.
"Young master, the Mo Clan has been attacked by the Han Clan. Madam didn't have the chance to come to the Dong Clan either."
"I hope that Young Master can pass on the message to Elder Dong He and ask him to save the Mo Clan's life."
"At that time, Madam and the Clan Chief will personally apologize to Elder Dong He."
Mo Quan took a deep breath and cupped his fists towards the young man in white.
Even though the white-robed young man's words infuriated him, this was the Dong Clan's territory, and the white-robed young man before him was Dong He's grandson. How could Mo Quan dare to touch him?
If he really angered the white-robed young man, they would have no chance at all.
"Heh... What does the life and death of your Mo Clan have to do with us?"
"Back then, if not for that aunt of mine forcing her to die, my grandfather would have directly destroyed the Mo Clan."
"Now, you actually dare to delude my grandfather into saving your Mo Clan. Truly whimsical."
The white clothed young man laughed disdainfully, and then narrowed his eyes as he spoke. "Actually, there is no need for grandfather to intervene. As long as you agree to one of my conditions, I will be able to help your Mo Clan tide through this crisis."
Mo Quan was slightly stunned. Then, he blurted out, "What condition?"
"Recently, I just happen to be lacking a maid. As long as my cousin is willing to be my maid, I will help your Mo family."
The white clothed youth's gaze roamed unscrupulously over Mo Yao's delicate body.
"Young Master, no matter what, my young miss is still your cousin. Isn't this too much!?"
Mo Quan's expression turned cold, and his eyes were filled with ice-cold killing intent.
"What? You want to attack me?"
Although the young man in white was only a Divinity Level One warrior, he didn't have the slightest fear when facing the pressure of a Divinity Level Seven warrior like Mo Quan.
Their Dong Clan was a well-known two-star clan in Northern Underworld City.
Even a Divine Soul Realm King wouldn't have the ability to kill in their Dong Clan, let alone this Divinity Level Seven guy in front of them.
Swoosh!
Right after the young man in white finished his words, a tall and sturdy man who looked like an iron tower appeared next to the young man in white. He threw a punch at Mo Quan with lightning speed.
This shocking punch from the tall and sturdy man instantly forced Mo Quan back several dozen zhang.
He stared fiercely at the pale-faced Mo Quan. "How dare you try to kill Young Master Dong Ning in my Dong Clan? I think you must be tired of living."
"It seems that we really shouldn't have come to the Dong Clan. Miss, let's go."
Mo Quan looked at the burly man with a frightened expression, then turned to Mo Yao and said, Let's go.
Not only did this white-robed young man have no intention of helping the Mo Clan, but he also had malicious intentions. No matter what, they couldn't stay in the Dong Clan any longer.
"Heh..."
"What do you think the Dong Clan is? Is it a place where you can come and go whenever you want?"
"You were plotting against Young Master Dong Ning just now. If you don't give me a satisfactory explanation today, none of you will be able to leave."
The burly man clenched his fist. Immediately, wind and lightning surged in midair, and a huge fist shadow that was flickering with lightning instantly condensed in midair.
Mo Quan's expression changed drastically. Just as he was about to counterattack, an inexplicable pressure instantly filled the entire courtyard.
Then...
Lightning clouds surged above the nine heavens, and a bolt of lightning from the nine heavens suddenly struck out from the lightning clouds. It ruthlessly shattered the burly lightning fist into pieces.
At the same time.
A cold voice slowly resounded in the courtyard.
"Big fellow, you have disturbed my training!"