"Sir, are you still hiding your head and showing your tail?"
Mo Yu scanned the forest warily. The opponent's sudden attack had nearly put him in grave danger.
If not for his extraordinary soul power, which allowed him to sense the threat, he would have been blown to pieces like Gan Mu's corpse.
Thinking of this, Mo Yu's expression turned serious.
The newcomer was definitely not from the Wolf Head Mercenary Group. In fact, even in Qingshi Town, there was no great fighter of this caliber. Such a powerful individual could dominate the entire imperial city.
With Mo Yu's current strength, handling low-level fighters is no problem, and he could escape from high-level fighters unscathed. However, dealing with a great fighter was another matter entirely.
As Mo Yu spoke, a figure emerged from the shadowy corner under a large tree.
The figure wore a black robe that obscured most of his face, exuding a cold and indifferent aura. He seemed inconspicuous standing there.
But upon seeing this figure, Mo Yu's pupils contracted. The aura emanating from the man was not inferior to that of Xiao Zhan, the patriarch of the Xiao family!
"It turns out a great fighting master has taken action, and his strength is impressive. This is troublesome. But why does this man's aura feel familiar?"
Mo Yu stared at the figure with intense scrutiny, a hint of recognition flashing in his eyes.
"What a strong boy. You're only in your teens, yet you've killed a nine-star fighter. It's a pity that the Mo family will kill you."
The figure spoke hoarsely and coldly, a hint of admiration in his eyes, quickly replaced by intense murderous intent.
The man was none other than Mo Yin, the four-star great fighting master sent by Mo Lan, the head of the Mo family.
Initially, Mo Yin had not taken the task seriously. Under his command, he had assassinated countless great fighters, including a seven-star great fighter.
In the northeastern province of the empire, his reputation in the Mohist school was not inferior to that of the current patriarch, Mo Lan, and only second to the great elder. He was known for his terrifying assassination skills.
When Mo Yin learned that his task was to assassinate a fighter at the Dou Qi stage, he had even scorned the mission.
However, after arriving in Wutan City and learning more about Mo Yu's reputation, he realized the family's concerns were justified. If Mo Yu wasn't eliminated, he might indeed pose a threat in the future.
Mo Yin had difficulty finding Mo Yu since he rarely went out and was very secretive. Therefore, Mo Yin had been lurking in Wutan City until he learned that the Xiao family's twin dragons were out.
After acquiring this information, Mo Yin felt the opportunity had arrived. He followed a team of Wolf Head Mercenaries and indeed found Mo Yu's trail.
Upon seeing Mo Yu defeat the second leader of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group with ease, Mo Yin's murderous intent surged.
This boy had the potential to become a Dou Huang. If he continued to grow, the clan leader's fears might become a reality.
Seeing Mo Yin's murderous intent, Mo Yu frowned slightly. He had just heard the term "Mo Family."
"Are you from the Mohist School?" Mo Yu asked, his voice deep. If the person was a great fighter from the Mohist School, it would explain his murderous intentions.
Mo Yu did not know that Mo Yin had been planning to assassinate him for half a year, nor did he know that Xun'er had unwittingly helped him. If it weren't for Elder Ling's secret intervention, Mo Yu might have already fallen victim to Mo Yin.
"My name is Mo Yin. I am here on the clan leader's orders to take your life. As a killer, I cannot reveal too much information. However, since we are both descendants of the Mo family, I can let you die with some understanding."
Mo Yin spoke hoarsely, his tone unwavering and authoritative, like the grim reaper demanding a soul.
No matter how talented Mo Yu was, he was merely a fighter at this moment and could not escape Mo Yin's grasp.
"Mo family, I haven't found you yet, but you found me instead." Mo Yu's gaze turned icy, his eyes filled with intense murderous intent.
"Haha, you truly are Mo Jingyun's son; you are indeed brave." Mo Yin couldn't help but admire Mo Yu's fearlessness in the face of danger.
"Have you met my father?"
Mo Yu's expression shifted when he heard the name Mo Jingyun. He looked at the black-robed figure with cold eyes.
"Of course, I've seen him. Although his talent was not as great as yours, he was much better than the good-for-nothing in the family. It's a pity that I still haven't..." Mo Yin's voice suddenly trailed off, a hint of fear evident in his tone.
Mo Yu immediately thought of the Mo family's experiments with transplanting monster limbs and became more certain about the cause of his father's death.
"Enough talk. It's time to send you to see your father."
As a killer, Mo Yin often spoke too much. However, considering Mo Yu's blood relation and exceptional talent, he indulged in more conversation.
With that, a cold aura emanated from Mo Yin, like a venomous snake ready to strike at the opportune moment.
"If you want my life, it depends on whether you can take it." Mo Yu looked coldly at the man whose demeanor had changed, his eyes showing unprecedented solemnity.
With his strength as an eight-star fighter, it would be a fantasy to defeat a great fighter by jumping two levels.
Despite this, Mo Yu remained calm. He knew that panic would only be detrimental. Moreover, it wouldn't be easy for a great fighter to claim his life.
Mo Yin, noticing Mo Yu's calm demeanor, smiled grimly. Although he didn't understand Mo Yu's confidence, he knew he could not allow the boy to grow any stronger. Otherwise, the next time the Mo family acted, the great elder might have to intervene personally.