"Hey hey, Mr. Huang is angry now. That kid is in for a rough ride," Du Feiyu sneered.
Lin Mo lifted his eyelids and looked at him, coldly saying, "Get out of my way."
Then he threw a punch, with True Qi surging like a dragon. Mr. Huang's face changed dramatically in an instant. The punch mark hit him directly, sending him flying into the cold, dark seawater, with a splash.
"Not even a Martial God, and you dare to be so bold in front of me!"
A chilling silence spread across the entire deck.
Du Feiyu opened his mouth, gasped for air, and failed to recover his senses for a long time.
Du Jie, Be, and the others stood frozen like statues.
Du Xueqi covered her mouth with her delicate hands, struggling not to let out a scream.
"Lin Mo, who exactly are you?" Du Ruoxi widened her eyes in surprise and uncertainty, her face full of shock.
