"I will not admit it," Mr. Mo said, raising his head.
But as soon as the words fell, Ren Feng grabbed his head and smashed it hard onto the ground.
Immediately, a crisp and dull thud echoed from the rocky ground, and Mr. Mo felt dizzy. Before he could react, he was grabbed again.
"Will you admit it?" The voice remained incredibly calm, as if asking about something trivial.
"I will not admit it," Mr. Mo gasped.
Without hesitation, it happened again.
Ren Feng used great force, and in an instant, blood appeared on Mr. Mo's head.
Just as he was lifted again, Ren Feng, unwilling to ask further, continued bashing Mr. Mo's head onto the ground, resembling a person kneeling before Liang Hongkuan's portrait!
Atop the entire Huashan peak, there was a sudden silence. The disciples were afraid to speak, merely watching their sect leader being grabbed by a stranger and smashed onto the ground.
