"So, have you cleaned it? That's good then!" Chu Mo smiled faintly and then retracted his foot.
At that moment, Ding Yu collapsed onto the ground and subsequently passed out.
Earlier, he was already in such pain that his nerves were almost severed, managing to hold on until now was quite commendable.
"You...you...you..." Liu Feng, the third captain, felt a bit dizzy, unsure of what to do next.
"Hmph..." Chu Mo let out a light hum, his terrifying aura surged like a stormy sea, instantly knocking these people to the ground.
Liu Feng and the rest couldn't withstand it and all fell to their knees at once.
"Generally speaking, when people from the lower realms come here, apart from dying, what is the worst fate they can face?" Chu Mo asked casually again.
"Sell...sell to the Poison Scorpion Gang!" Liu Feng hesitated slightly but quickly spoke, not daring to hide anything.
