Du Xiaofu looked at the empty space behind Mo Fan and instantly understood that the Chixia Sect had suffered a heavy blow this time; they couldn't even send out a few decent disciples.
Fighting Mo Fan one-on-one might be a bit of a struggle, but the twenty-plus people he had brought along were all skilled. He still had a good chance of winning.
Mo Fan couldn't even be bothered to explain anymore. His icy demeanor emphasized one last time, "Your boss is really not on our mountain—swear to god, not here."
"What if he is?"
"If your boss is here, then I'll…"
Mo Fan glanced around the area and pointed at the enormous stone lions by the doorway, "I'll swallow those two whole! Do you believe me?!"
Du Xiaofu raised a finger to point at Mo Fan, and it all became clear to him.
The other side was dead set against cooperating.
Fine, if that's what you want, I'll entertain you!
