Dongfang Yunluo originally thought Chu Mo would interrogate him about something, so he could take the opportunity to make some requests. For example: give him a swift end or something. But unexpectedly, Chu Mo didn't even mention it at all. Instead, upon returning, he hung his head on the "flagpole" and began refining it. When strands of primordial spirit power were forcibly refined out, the intense terror in Dongfang Yunluo's heart finally made him completely collapse.
At his level, with his status, in the endless years of the past, he had always treated others this way. He had never been treated this way by anyone, so his heart was not only filled with fear but also immense anger.
"Young Master Chu... Young Master Mo... you cannot... treat me this way!"
Dongfang Yunluo's head roared and bellowed.
Chu Mo continued to refine his head expressionlessly, without saying a single word more.
For such a person, the goal is to make him collapse, to completely break him!
