"Hmph, stubborn to the end. Let's see how long you can keep it up!"
Unfazed by Su Chengyu's words, Mo Ningchen—well aware that Su Chengyu, after falling victim to Chou Manlou's schemes, was like a spent arrow—charged directly ahead.
Regarding Chou Manlou, Mo Ningchen did not possess the same level of fear he had for Yang Chengyin.
But time and again, watching how situations and events unfolded precisely as Chou Manlou predicted, and witnessing those once seemingly untouchable figures being manipulated by him...
A hidden fear began to take root in Mo Ningchen's heart.
Yes, it wasn't respect—simply fear.
Mo Ningchen could not pinpoint the source of this fear. He only knew that the fully corrupted Yu Yanshu did not share this unease. It seemed that within the Demonic Path, only he had such feelings...
"Su Chengyu, let me warn you: your inner breath is chaotic right now. Forcing me into action might result in backlash from my Qi of Slaughter—I can't even control it!"
